Wolf Lord Attends the Banquet

Treasures were merely things that Immortal Families had come into contact with.

Residual Immortal aura remained on them.

Mortals could comprehend the immortal techniques contained within these auras.

But this Immortal Scion...

She herself could produce these auras!

This meant that even if Lin Shu couldn't condense the Blue Bird Immortal Body, as long as the cub was by his side, he would have a stable source of Azure Qi, making it convenient to digest Virtue Coins later.

He could even use the cub to mass-produce cultivators in Blackwater City.

Of course, whether these people could truly step onto the threshold of cultivation, and what their specific cultivation levels would be, was another matter entirely.

At the very least, it provided a path.

"..."

Lin Shu's face showed no surprise, but rather a flicker of apprehension.

If he truly did this.

As soon as the news spread, within an hour, he would either have to obediently hand over the cub, or his corpse would be left on the street.

With Lin Shu's current strength, he already felt threatened by Yan Jin.

And no matter how strong she was, she was merely a Fierce Wolf, with the White Tiger and Azure Dragon halls above her.

Neither the Blackwater Gang nor the yamen would tolerate such a thing falling into anyone else's hands.

Even if he wanted to cultivate some helpers, they would have to be people he could completely trust.

But before that, he needed to have some control over his surroundings to prevent information leaks.

The current situation was definitely not acceptable.

His status was still too low; he didn't even have a proper territory of his own.

"Sigh."

Lin Shu knew the principle of taking things slowly and shouldn't be too impatient.

He had only been in Blackwater City for a short time, and it was already good that he could initially establish a foothold.

But today's events served as a wake-up call.

Blackwater City was very similar to the dirty alleyways of his past life, but there were fundamental differences.

Lin Shu had experience with conflicts.

He could roughly deduce what these people cared about and what they feared.

For example, Zhang Zhongping.

Lin Shu could see through the old man's outward strength and inner weakness at a glance.

The man was not a desperate individual seeking revenge for his disciples, but was instead filled with a desire for fame and fortune.

How could someone who was truly prepared to die invite a group of people to play music and put on a show, attracting attention, and even bringing his son's corpse to use as a bargaining chip against the constables?

It was just like a gambler clutching their last chip, hoping to turn their luck around.

If he had even a shred of backing, someone willing to cover for him, this old man would never have come to Green Willow Alley.

Conversely, Lin Shu treated Yan Jin, whose background he couldn't see through, with much more caution. Unless it involved his life or his bottom line, he would not easily make an enemy of her.

His judgments, based on experience, might not be entirely accurate, but they could at least eliminate most of the risks.

But the problem was.

What if the other party wasn't human? For instance, a random stray dog by the roadside happened to be an Immortal traveling the world.

Faced with such a dog, Lin Shu's so-called experience would become a joke.

It was like the Immortal Scion in his hands, a manifestation of this very situation.

To put it bluntly, his understanding was insufficient, and his knowledge of this world was too shallow!

"I'll put it away for now."

Lin Shu lifted the covers and lay down on the bed.

He stuffed the cub into a corner, close to his feet, so he could kick it at any time to confirm its presence.

This Immortal Scion might be an important way for him to understand these novel things.

Calming his mind, Lin Shu closed his eyes. He dared not sleep; he silently circulated the Blue Bird Qi-Guiding Art.

With crisp chirping sounds, he alleviated his drowsiness.

The sky was shrouded in a hazy white mist.

Lin Shu sat on a small stool by the doorway, holding a bowl of braised meat noodles.

His chopsticks lifted the noodles, and with each chew, the heat flowed down his throat into his stomach, bringing an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

Being full also makes one feel at ease.

He let out a long sigh: "It's not like we're short on silver, let's try something new for a change."

Eating braised meat every single day—at least fix a proper dish for once.

"Uh."

Yun Niang carefully smoothed over the tracks in the dirt.

Hearing this, she looked up at the young man, her expression stalling for a moment, unsure of how to explain.

"Forget it."

Lin Shu realized it too.

Although he didn't subscribe to the notion that anyone was born to die for another.

In the eyes of the Cheng Family, the Little Widow was clearly the culprit behind their young mistress's death.

Even though ten years had passed and they wouldn't go out of their way to hunt her down.

If they happened to run into her on the street, they surely wouldn't mind venting their anger while they were at it.

Yun Niang was so cautious that even when she went out to shop, she only dared to go when the streets were empty, sticking to the back alleys; being able to bring back some braised meat was already good enough.

How could she dare to swagger into a proper restaurant?

"Please make do with this for now, I'll... think of a way next time." Yun Niang forced a smile.

Both of them tacitly avoided mentioning last night's events.

For Lin Shu, since he had decided to keep the Immortal Scion, the Little Widow choosing to stay had actually turned out to be a good thing for him.

After all, a single man carrying an infant around at all times would always be a bit conspicuous.

"Hey!"

Following a knock at the door, a Black Charcoal poked his head into the courtyard.

Chang Yi first looked at the Little Widow, then glanced at the tightly shut door of the room, discovering that there was nothing amiss in the yard and that this pair of orphans and widows hadn't met with any trouble.

Only then did he set his mind at ease: "Smells good, can I have a bowl too?"

"Sure, pay up first."

If Lin Shu remembered correctly, the matter of those ten taels of silver from last time had already been settled with braised meat.

"The yamen is tight on money; I only get a salary of forty taels a month, and I have to save up to get a wife!" Chang Yi instinctively covered his coin purse; even as a Purple Flood Dragon, he wasn't exactly wealthy.

Little did he know, this remark once again irritated Master Lin's hatred for the rich.

He was working for a gang and making less than a government runner—was this even reasonable!

"Double the price." Lin Shu put down his bowl and chopsticks, stating it flatly.

"Officer, I'll go prepare it for you now." Watching the two banter, a genuine smile couldn't help but touch the corners of Yun Niang's lips.

However, just as she turned to head into the kitchen and before Chang Yi could find a place to sit, two more figures appeared at the courtyard entrance.

"..."

Yan Jin raised her eyes to scan the yard, still wearing that silent, expressionless look.

Beside her.

Bai Feng's gaze darted back and forth between Lin Shu and Black Charcoal.

A fleeting coldness flashed across his face.

But in an instant, Bai Feng was already smiling as he raised a hand: "Yo, isn't this Master Chang? I didn't expect to run into you here. Remember to give my regards to Lord Gu."

Clack.

Upon hearing this, Chang Yi's expression turned gloomy in an instant.

He slammed the stool in his hand onto the ground, then turned around completely, sitting down only with his back to the two of them.

"Tsk, did I say something wrong?"

Bai Feng wasn't annoyed; he simply wiped the smile from his face, glanced toward the other side, and said indifferently: "Young Wolf Lord, it's time to head out, isn't it?"

Hearing this title, Chang Yi, who had turned away, silently rotated his head back.

According to the information gathered yesterday.

The other party had only joined Cunning Fox Hall nine days ago, and he'd already been promoted?

"I'm heading out."

Lin Shu rose leisurely, his expression remaining as calm as ever despite the number of people present.

Compared to keeping the Immortal Scion by his side.

Actually, simply relaxing his mindset and leaving the child in the yard was the better choice.

After all, he could synchronize with the infant's senses at any time, which was equivalent to having an extra pair of eyes.

Residual azure light remained in the courtyard, masking the aura.

If it were just some common petty thief, this item wouldn't be lost.

If a character one couldn't afford to provoke appeared, it would be just right to avoid the danger in advance.

Then, one could cleanly and decisively force out the Essence Blood, erase the connection, and declare that this item had no affinity with Lin.

To truly regard this hot potato as one's own private treasure and be reluctant to let go would only mean one's brain was muddled and one was already courting death.

Only the immortal body condensed from Azure Qi was something that truly belonged to oneself.

"Good."

Yun Niang nodded obediently, watching as he left the courtyard.

On Long Street.

Yan Jin finally spoke: "Many Fierce Wolves came to the hall today when I brought you in; they are all from West City."

She slowed her pace, glanced sideways at the young man beside her, and reminded him: "Tian Jingyuan is also there. Remember to keep your emotions in check."

Lin Shu had yet to react.

Bai Feng, however, narrowed his eyes, staring at Yan Jin in surprise.

He had indeed heard of the conflict between this Young Wolf and Tian Jingyuan.

But the problem was, what did that have to do with the two of them?