The Idea's Tricky, Time to Bolt!

Because Jiang Wangzu's accounting ledgers were clear and concise.

Chen Tai even received a few words of praise from his immediate superior, Third Master Qin of the Canal Gang's Council of Elders.

Ever since then, the task of keeping the books for the gang's revenue on Rongsheng Street fell to Jiang Wangzu.

Chen Tai also began to hold him in higher regard, rarely making him participate in those bloody, violent affairs.

Aside from acting as Chen Tai's accountant, his current duties were limited to collecting protection money and watching over the gambling dens.

These two jobs were far safer than collecting usury or fighting over territory!

Therefore, Jiang Wangzu's current goal was to keep a low profile.

He planned to wait until he got his hands on the Black Tiger Fist Manual that Chen Tai kept in his private collection, develop his strength in secret, and then stun everyone.

As for leaving the Canal Gang, it wasn't as if he hadn't thought about it.

But he had seen Black Boy's fate today.

Once you enter the underworld, you are no longer the master of your own destiny!

Those who live by the sword must eventually pay the price.

Even the top-tier gang bosses found it difficult to wash their hands of the life and retreat unscathed.

Let alone a low-level thug like him!

Especially in a massive organization like the Canal Gang.

They placed great importance on rules and face.

Those who attempted to leave the gang without permission were punished without mercy.

Under these circumstances, Jiang Wangzu naturally dared not gamble.

He could only settle down and be a content thug for the Canal Gang.

Mornings were for bookkeeping and watching the gambling den.

Afternoons were for collecting protection money.

Evenings were spent with A-Wei, dumping Black Boy's body into the Dragon River.

It was another fulfilling day!

On the way back from disposing of the body, Jiang Wangzu and Zhang Wei passed through Xinglong Street.

This was the territory of the Blue Society, one of the three major gangs in Shen City.

The Blue Society, the Canal Gang, and the Hong Association were the three great powers of Shen City.

The Canal Gang was backed by warlords, the Hong Association by financial magnates, and the Blue Society by the foreigners in the concessions.

The three factions were like fire and water, and their backers were constantly locked in a power struggle.

As it happened, Rongsheng Street and Xinglong Street were both bustling commercial districts in the Lower District, and since they were located close to each other, they were in direct competition.

Consequently, Zhang Hongshun, the Blue Society's boss on Xinglong Street, and Chen Tai, the boss of Rongsheng Street, had become mortal enemies.

The people who had clubbed Jiang Wangzu's predecessor over the head were, in all likelihood, from the Blue Society.

But Jiang Wangzu had neither the strength nor the evidence.

So, he had no way to avenge his predecessor.

As luck would have it, Jiang Wangzu and Zhang Wei, returning from the banks of the Dragon River, ran straight into a few thugs from the Blue Society's Xinglong Street faction.

"It's two little punks from Rongsheng Street, get them!"

The few thugs looked Jiang Wangzu and Zhang Wei over, and someone immediately recognized their identities.

Without hesitation, the group grabbed their weapons and charged straight at Jiang Wangzu and Zhang Wei.

"Oh, for heaven's sake!"

"A-Wei, the situation is looking rough, run for it!"

Seeing this, Jiang Wangzu turned and bolted, having absolutely no intention of staying behind to clash with these Blue Society thugs.

Although Zhang Wei didn't quite understand what Jiang Wangzu was muttering, he saw him take off at a sprint and didn't hesitate to follow, running for his life.

"That pretty boy is Chen Tai's dog-headed strategist, hack him down!"

"Damn it, this kid is too handsome; slash his face up, Shen City doesn't allow anyone that good-looking to exist!"

"..."

Seven or eight Blue Society thugs, armed with short blades, iron pipes, and axes, gave chase after Jiang Wangzu and Zhang Wei.

Jiang Wangzu had, after all, cultivated the Iron Crotch Technique to the point of mastery, and his physical strength was significantly greater than the average person's.

He pulled far ahead, leaving both Zhang Wei and the Blue Society thugs trailing in the distance.

Seeing this, Zhang Wei ducked into an alleyway, splitting off from Jiang Wangzu.

He could only pray that Jiang Wangzu would draw away some of the heat for him.

Just as Zhang Wei had expected.

The main target for those men was still Jiang Wangzu.

Only three people had come to chase him.

There were a full five people continuing to pursue Jiang Wangzu.

Jiang Wangzu sprinted the entire way, and in his panicked state, he had run all the way to the main street of the Upper District in Shen City.

He stopped in his tracks, unable to open his eyes due to the glare of the neon lights before him.

After a long while, he gradually adapted to the intensity of the lights and saw the Immortal Music Gate, the premier dance hall in Shen City.

"Immortal Music Gate?"

The background of the boss behind this Immortal Music Gate is heaven-reaching; even the three major gangs wouldn't dare provoke them easily. A bunch of low-level thugs from the Blue Society would never dare to run wild here!

Seeing the neon lights flickering at the Immortal Music Gate, Jiang Wangzu didn't hesitate in the slightest and moved to walk inside.

"Sir, the entrance fee is one thousand silver dollars!"

Just then, a waiter dressed in a suit, wearing a bowtie and white gloves, reached out a hand to block Jiang Wangzu.

Jiang Wangzu: "???"

Me?

Do you see me as someone worth one thousand silver dollars?

"Brother, I'm here to look for work."

"Look at me—do I look like I'm here to spend money?"

Jiang Wangzu rolled his eyes, then offered a faint smile.

He quietly withdrew the half-foot he had already stepped into the Immortal Music Gate.

"Applicants go through the back door, but looking at your appearance, you should have no problem applying to be a waiter!"

The tall, upright waiter looked Jiang Wangzu up and down, then spoke with a smile.

The Immortal Music Gate was the number one dance hall in Shen City; singers performed here almost every day, and the dance hostesses were all stunning beauties.

Even to apply as a male waiter here, one needed to be outstanding in appearance.

Therefore, when Jiang Wangzu said he was here to apply, the waiter didn't doubt him for a second.

"Many thanks!"

Jiang Wangzu cupped his hands in a salute, then immediately headed toward the back door of the Immortal Music Gate.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Jiang Wangzu arrived at the back door of the Immortal Music Gate and knocked.

Creak!

A middle-aged man wearing a black long gown opened the door, looked Jiang Wangzu up and down, and spoke directly:

"Here to apply as a male waiter, are you? You look decent enough, kid. Go in and register; whether you make it or not depends on the manager's interview and final decision."

"Many thanks!"

Just like that, Jiang Wangzu successfully slipped into the Immortal Music Gate and let out a sigh of relief.

In reality, he had overthought everything; those thugs from the Blue Society had stopped chasing him the moment they saw him run into the Upper District.

Because this was long outside the Blue Society's territory, and this was the Upper District—the people living here were either rich or noble, at the very least middle-class. They wouldn't dare run wild here.

Furthermore, they were already panting and out of breath, lacking even the strength to swing a blade, let alone continue hunting down Jiang Wangzu.

After entering through the back door of the Immortal Music Gate, Jiang Wangzu slipped out of the long line of applicants; he had no interest in being a waiter here.

If that mad dog Chen Tai found out he was holding down a part-time job at the Immortal Music Gate, he would be subjected to the family law of "three stabs and six holes"!

That was simply too brutal!

He went straight from the backyard to the front hall.

Immortal Music Gate.

The front lobby.

Neon lights flickered here.

On the stage, young, beautiful, and fashionably dressed dance hostesses swayed their bodies.

There was also a glamorous woman with a finger-wave hairstyle, wearing a gorgeous qipao and high heels, singing on stage.

"The Immortal Music Gate opens, neon lights become a sea."

"Champagne glimmers gold, old dreams awaken!"

"..."