No Seat? Then Make One (New book seeking reads and monthly tickets~)

Hearing Fatty Tian's faint sneer.

The other Fierce Wolves in the room turned their gazes over, a hint of mockery appearing in their eyes.

It was already embarrassing enough for a cultivator in Mid Qi Condensation to stoop to attacking a nobody like Fox, abandoning all pretense of dignity.

What was even more laughable was that Fox not only emerged unscathed but was now sitting at this very table.

If Tian Jingyuan didn't find a way to regain his face, this would become a huge joke.

"Everyone's here now, take a good look at each other."

From the head seat, Master Mo leaned back lazily against the chair.

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It was just a small matter of bringing a Young Wolf into the hall; there was no need to make it known throughout the city.

Therefore, only hall members from the nearby streets had come, mainly to get acquainted with this new wolf, making it easier for everyone to work together in the future.

"Today, I've just invited you all to gather and, incidentally, find a job for this child."

Master Mo's eyes flickered with weariness, clearly not very concerned about the matter.

He pondered for a moment and then made a decision: "It seems there are no positions left on the street. I heard you came from Green Willow Alley, so why not stay in your old place?"

Upon hearing this, no one's expression changed much.

This was a normal arrangement, neither showing favoritism nor outright exclusion.

For example, when Tian Jingyuan was a Young Wolf, he was assigned a brothel. Although it didn't bring much money, the gang didn't take a cut, and he was simply kept there.

If his cultivation could advance further, there would naturally be new arrangements.

If not, the gang wouldn't have treated him unfairly, and he would still have to contribute when trouble arose.

However, a lowly brothel alone was certainly not enough to sustain a Young Wolf.

If he wanted more, he would have to earn it himself.

As expected, Master Mo soon looked at the youth at the end of the long table: "Now that you've become a wolf, you're no longer under Cunning Fox Hall's jurisdiction... Since you're in Green Willow Alley, you'll follow Yin Ling. Listen to his orders, and you can earn more rations."

As soon as these words were spoken.

The Fierce Wolves froze for a moment, their eyes immediately becoming strange.

The words themselves made sense. After all, Green Willow Alley was already under Yin Ling's jurisdiction, so it was normal for the Young Wolf to follow him.

But the problem was that this person had just colluded with Tian Jingyuan to devour the lucrative Good Fortune Martial Hall, and their relationship was close. Meanwhile, the Young Wolf had a grudge against the man surnamed Tian.

Having Lin Shu take orders from Yin Ling... wasn't that the same as handing him over to Fatty Tian?

Master Mo was truly getting old, out of touch with worldly affairs.

If he had received even a whisper of news, he wouldn't have made such a foolish decision.

"I will obey Master Mo's arrangements."

A smile appeared on Yin Ling's face.

This wasn't a Young Wolf being delivered, but clearly a considerable sum of money.

As for its exact value, that would depend on how much Fatty Tian was willing to bleed for him.

"Hmph."

Tian Jingyuan, who had been enduring the mocking gazes of everyone, felt his face burning and had been meditating with his eyes closed.

At this moment, the fatty finally opened his eyes and slowly took out the Green Jade Pipe from his sleeve, carefully wiping it with his sleeve.

Even he hadn't expected the opportunity to arrive so quickly.

One could only say that a despicable person would eventually meet their end.

Just thinking about how he would torment the youth made Tian Jingyuan feel inexplicably comfortable all over.

"Tsk tsk."

Seeing this, the hall members lost interest and withdrew their gazes. With the arrangement made, there was no more entertainment to be had.

No one would be interested in something with a predetermined outcome.

"..."

Yan Jin's eyes were cold, and she made a move to stand up.

She hadn't intended to be Lin Shu's backer, but she had brought him into the hall, not to send him to his death.

"Let's talk after you come down!"

Seeing her about to act, Bai Feng quickly elbowed her, stopping the woman.

Master Mo, relying on his seniority, was always stubborn and cared about his reputation.

Now that his words were out, even if he knew the arrangement was improper, he wouldn't admit it.

Yan Jin, on the other hand, didn't mince words. If she really spoke up, things would only become more troublesome.

Seeing that she was determined to intervene, Bai Feng could only sigh inwardly and grit his teeth, lowering his voice: "I'll handle it, alright? Don't you trust me?"

At worst, he'd bleed a little and arrange a new position for the Lin fellow!

Yan Jin was silent for a moment before she stopped rising.

"Alright, if there are no other issues, then let the shopkeeper serve the food."

Master Mo scanned the crowd below listlessly. Seeing that no one spoke, he was about to call for the shopkeeper outside the private room.

Just then, an arm slowly rose from the long table.

"I have a question."

As the voice spoke, everyone's gaze turned to the end of the table, towards the fair-skinned, handsome young man.

Master Mo frowned, clearly finding the other person troublesome. He said impatiently, "Speak."

Under everyone's watchful eyes.

Lin Shu stood up and asked curiously, "They say there are no seats on the street, but I see it's quite empty. If we move things around, or squeeze a bit, can't we make room?"

Hearing this, the hall members exchanged glances.

This young wolf clearly knew he was in a dangerous situation and wanted to salvage it.

But while they enjoyed the spectacle, they were not related. Tian Jingyuan was also a fierce wolf. Who would anger this fatty for him?

He was thinking too naively.

Bai Feng also felt a bit speechless. He thought the Lin fellow had some other way to save him some expense.

If trouble could be solved with a few words, why would these people cultivate?

"Do you see anyone willing to save a seat for you?"

Master Mo looked at the crowd, his voice already showing some dissatisfaction with this unruly young wolf.

Lin Shu left his seat and slowly walked around the table.

Yan Jin pondered for a moment and nodded at the youth, but he walked straight past her.

This scene couldn't help but make her expression falter slightly.

"Tch."

Seeing that everyone was too lazy to bother with this kid, Tian Jingyuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

People always cherished their lives. Even at this point, he was still struggling in his death throes.

But before he could retract his smile, his peripheral vision caught sight of the tall figure slowly approaching and stopping behind him.

The next moment, a casual voice sounded in his ear.

"I heard you've been selling my life outside and made quite a bit of money. I want your street, that shouldn't be too much to ask, right?"

"..."

The fat on Tian Jingyuan's face trembled. In his rage, he instinctively intended to deny it.

He knew clearly that even if he was in the wrong, no one would stand up for this kid.

But this kind of betrayal of his followers was not good to talk about.

However, as the words reached his lips, the fatty sensed the change in the atmosphere around him.

The entire room fell into dead silence.

The gazes that had made his face burn moments ago quietly converged again.

Tian Jingyuan was stunned for a moment, then realized that Lin Shu was looking down at him from a superior position.

This meant...

This was no longer a debate about facts, but a challenge from a young wolf to the authority of a fierce wolf!

He had only just climbed up, and his position was far from stable.

If he showed any weakness, it wouldn't just be mockery he'd face, but others coveting his territory.

"So what if I earned it, so what if I didn't?"

Tian Jingyuan forcibly suppressed the surging rage in his heart, trying to keep his expression calm.

He glanced sideways, and a murderous intent gradually appeared in his hoarse voice: "If you want my street, you'd better consider taking my head first?"

Territory was the lifeblood and bottom line of a fierce wolf. Anyone who dared to touch it had to step over his corpse.

This statement was not just for that cheap fox, but for everyone present.

Hearing this.

Lin Shu lightly nodded, as if satisfied with the answer.

"Don't let your hand shake, don't worry about them."

He pressed Tian Fatty's shoulder, then slowly took the Green Jade Pipe from his palm and casually threw it on the table.

Beneath his slightly messy hair, a smile quietly appeared on his fair and handsome face.

The youth licked his lips, his clear eyes looking so sincere.

"Your head, and your street, I want both."