More and more people gathered amid the ruins of Tiger Den.
There were employees of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, as well as hired hands brought in from the city. Amid the constant coming and going, they loaded every remaining valuable item from Tiger Den's ruins—grain, gold, iron, cloth, medicinal herbs, and more—onto horse-drawn carts.
Careful observers counted them and discovered that they had filled a full thirty-two large carts!
A few hooligans who usually boasted of their martial prowess immediately grew greedy. But when they saw bandit corpses being carried over from all around and piled together, their heads chopped off, preserved in lime, and stacked onto several carts deliberately left empty—
—it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured over their heads, washing away every trace of greed.
"Tiger Den, which had run rampant through Eastspirit for over ten years... Lu Jingtian, the so-called 'Eastern Mountain Flying Tiger,' is just gone like that?"
An old man carrying goods muttered to himself, his gaze distant.
The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce people, who had been trembling with anxiety just days ago, now strutted about with their heads high, wind practically whipping around them as they walked.
"The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce is a major Yue Kingdom merchant guild, after all. They can't be provoked..."
The gazes everyone turned upon them were filled with awe.
As for the blue-robed youth sitting cross-legged by the cliff's edge, facing the sea of clouds, a few people glanced at him curiously before continuing their work. Soon, they forgot about him.
"Young Master, we seized three thousand two hundred and seventy-two gold-and-iron weapons. Much of the grain was burned, but one hundred and twenty-two thousand jin remain. Cloth..." Long San had someone place an account book before