Greedy Wolf Town's Four Directions

Lin Shu's interest was piqued upon hearing this.

According to his original plan.

If the Immortal Scion encountered trouble, he would simply force out her innate essence blood and pretend he never met her.

But the situation was different now.

Setting aside unreliable things like the Immortal Gate Guide Token.

Just the information Yu Sheng knew could compensate for Lin Shu's lack of understanding of this world.

Of course, with insufficient strength, forcefully protecting someone was out of the question.

But if he could control the environment around the Firewood Courtyard as much as possible, coupled with the stealth effect of the residual green energy, it would at least greatly reduce the chance of the Immortal Scion being discovered by others.

"Besides this, your wolf name has also been bestowed."

Bai Feng said, suddenly pressing the corners of his mouth.

Lin Shu was very familiar with this expression; after all, he had also suppressed his laughter in the same way yesterday.

He had a bad premonition.

When he went to the banquet at the restaurant, Lin Shu had also heard the nicknames of the other Fierce Wolves, most of which were related to their methods.

Based on his performance when he killed Tian Jingyuan, he would probably be called "Black Hand" or something similar.

Or perhaps, if he revealed the Red Moon Dharma Eye, he would be called something like Red-Eyed Wolf.

Hiss, that wasn't good, it sounded like a red-eyed dog.

"You tell him." Bai Feng glanced at Dong Cheng.

Dong Cheng's expression faltered slightly, and he said sheepishly, "Master Lin's wolf name... is just 'Greedy'."

The bestowing of names depended on how the hall members described them.

Clearly, at the banquet that day.

Compared to his fifth-grade claw technique immortal method, the hall members were more impressed by Lin Shu's voracious appetite, his demand for an entire street from Fatty Tian, and his thorough search of the body afterward.

"..."

Yan Jin silently averted her gaze, clearly feeling that the wolf name was fitting.

"Whatever." Lin Shu accepted it.

Compared to these empty titles, tangible benefits were more important.

"That's all there is to it. Brother Lin, Dong Cheng will explain in detail how you will take over Four Directions Street next. We'll be going now."

Bai Feng forced a smile and waved his hand.

He also waved goodbye, but unlike the first time when he couldn't even be bothered to ask for names, this time he remembered to add a title.

Yan Jin walked to the door and looked back, saying indifferently, "Four Directions Street is not a good place. Be careful."

The street itself was not the problem; the problem lay with the wolves.

Tian Jingyuan's promotion meant that a Fierce Wolf had met with misfortune.

Although Yan Jin and Lin Shu were not well acquainted, she was the one who had introduced him to the Fierce Wolf Hall. In a short period, she did not want to see another wolf guarding this street.

However, since this young man was capable of hiding his strength, it meant he was not as reckless as he appeared on the surface.

Any further reminders would seem like nagging.

"..."

The few of them chatted casually, completely unaware of the Little Widow standing beside them.

Yun Niang stayed quietly nearby.

Both the attitude of the two Fierce Wolves treating each other as equals and the things they were discussing all proved that...

In less than half a month, her benefactor had shed his fox skin and become a Fierce Wolf.

From a struggling laborer in a traveling opera troupe, who needed to wear a fur cloak and an ink-masked face to beg for alms from passersby under the scorching sun, he had become a Yama King who could arbitrarily take the lives of commoners in the city.

"Master Lin, this is the ledger. Please take a look."

Dong Cheng, as if he hadn't heard Yan Jin's evaluation of Four Directions Street, smilingly took out a thick ledger and handed it to Lin Shu.

"Our street has a total of six restaurants, two cloth shops, a tea house..."

"Just tell me how much money we can collect."

Lin Shu glanced at the ledger and felt a headache coming on, so he snapped it shut.

Upon hearing this question, Dong Cheng's expression gradually became strange, and he stammered, "We can collect nearly a thousand taels of silver initially."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Even Lin Shu was slightly surprised.

Don't look at the Magpie Nest, which could bring in twenty taels a month. That was because they dealt in flesh and blood, and even the prostitutes were abducted by the Cunning Fox Hall, making it a completely risk-free business.

But the businesses on this street were all legitimate.

Not only did they have to pay the yamen's taxes every month, but there was also the Blackwater Gang's monthly tribute. Only after deducting costs could they squeeze out the portion for Fierce Wolf.

With this monthly salary, he was already making over twenty times more than Brother Precious Blade.

"So, what happened after that?"

Unfortunately, one had to hear the whole story; it was best not to get happy too early. Lin Shu glanced over sideways.

"After that Wolf Lord died and Master Tian—Fatty Tian—came to take over, the shopkeepers with even a bit of influence, led by Boss Wang of the teahouse, almost all stopped paying him. He could only scrape what he could from small-time merchants and ordinary households."

"They scraped together about four hundred taels of silver."

Dong Cheng offered an awkward smile, but he didn't finish his sentence.

Master Tian Jingyuan had only taken over Four Directions Street a few days ago and had just finished one round of scraping. When it came to this Master Lin before him, it was hard to say what would happen.

But considering that even Yin Ling was somewhat wary of this man, Dong Cheng gritted his teeth and lowered his voice. "How about I go and check again?"

These ordinary households relied on working for the wealthy, so they were certainly better off than the mud-legged folks in the South Suburb.

However, they only had so much on them; even if you scraped them until they bled, there wasn't much meat to be had, and if you pushed them too hard, it was easy to cost someone their life.

Dong Cheng was unwilling to do such thankless work, but if he returned empty-handed, it would be difficult to answer to this Wolf.

"I don't have that habit."

Lin Shu raised an eyebrow and cast a casual glance over. "You'd best not have it either."

In his memory, the reason that alleyway was so filthy was precisely because everyone was desperate to squeeze something out of those weaker than themselves.

He had fought with his life just to crawl out of that mire, yet he had never done anything to make that street even filthier.

In plain terms, compared to earning money from the poor, Lin Shu preferred to target those like Tian Jingyuan who were already fat and bloated from greed.

"Ah... yes!"

Dong Cheng was momentarily dazed, but he shuddered under the other man's gaze.

Wasn't it rumored that this Greedy Wolf was also at the early stage of Qi Refining? He just happened to have good luck and mastered some mid-tier immortal techniques.

The other party hadn't even used any spells, so how could he exert such immense pressure on him?

Besides, if he didn't earn this money, he wouldn't be able to earn any other money either!

Wouldn't he and his men just starve to death?

As Dong Cheng was lost in thought, he didn't notice that the young man before him had also frozen for a moment.

[Life and death are determined by Heaven; snatching lives from the hands of Yama. Saved two wretched lives, granted two Virtue Coins.]

Watching the prompt that had suddenly popped up, Lin Shu slowly withdrew his gaze, masking the surprise in his eyes.

He had been wondering how to earn Virtue Coins, but he hadn't expected them to come so quickly.

Wait, did this even count as a good deed?

So, if this young wolf had truly gone to extort them, two lives would have been added to Four Directions Street today.

Lin Shu shook his head, collecting his thoughts. "So, how did that first wolf die?"

"Speaking of that makes me angry!"

Dong Cheng had spent many years on Four Directions Street. Having grown accustomed to a life of luxury in the past, he clearly harbored quite a bit of resentment. "At first, there was plenty of silver because the one surnamed Wang opened a teahouse and set up a gambling den in the back, with the deputy constable Liu Zhen backing him from the shadows."

"It was agreed that we would get a share, but as the business grew better and better, they weren't just unwilling to share—that fellow Liu actually found an excuse and had the Wolf Lord killed outright."

"The merchants on the street used to prepare two portions of silver every month: one for him and one for us... Now, they haven't paid any less, but it all goes into his pockets!"

Dong Cheng's voice grew quieter as he spoke.

Because he suddenly realized something.

This Greedy Wolf didn't earn money from the poor, yet he was asking about the cause of the previous wolf's death.

Could it be that he intended to snatch food from Liu Zhen's mouth?

Don't be ridiculous!

When the first Wolf Lord died, Fatty Tian came and didn't even dare to let out a fart, walking around others on the street.

Now that a new one had replaced him, while his strength might be greater than Fatty Tian's, he was still only at the early stage of Qi Refining—how much stronger could he really be?

It must be a misunderstanding; the man was just asking casually.

Dong Cheng comforted himself silently, failing to notice that the Little Widow behind him had long since changed her expression.

"..."

Yun Niang stared at that tall, slender figure, suddenly feeling a sense of panic.

When she heard him earlier, she truly didn't want Master Lin to engage in such bone-crushing, marrow-sucking behavior.

But she also didn't want him to cross paths with the infamously vicious constable.

Compared to Dong Cheng, Yun Niang understood Lin Shu better.

Don't be fooled by the lazy look on that handsome face, as if he were just asking a passing question.

The last time the other party wore that same expression, he had raised his hand and slapped an Immortal Scion hard across the face!