"Alright, then it's settled!"
Yu Feng patted Lu Chen's shoulder with his broad palm, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.
"Go back and prepare properly. Settle those three thousand Rakshasa Cult members as soon as possible. Remember, prudence comes before all else. Do not stir up trouble."
"Rest assured, Lord City Lord. This junior will make the proper arrangements."
As Lu Chen spoke, he prepared to take his leave.
Before he turned around, Yu Feng added, "You should have confidence. You may as well start planning the God Temple in advance—think about what kind of temple you want to build and which deities you wish to worship. Remember, a New Nobility God Temple may worship no more than sixty deities. You must consider that number carefully."
"Yes, this junior will keep it firmly in mind!"
Lu Chen gave a deep bow and took his leave.
Watching his departing figure push open the door and leave, Yu Feng silently produced a scroll of amnesty documents in his hand. He sighed, then shook his head with a laugh. "What is this supposed to be? That kid... he's becoming harder and harder to see through."
On the way back, Lu Chen was also mulling over Yu Feng's earlier words.
"Solve a case? What case? Has Jiangdu City been unrestful lately?"
He pursed his lips and temporarily suppressed those doubts.
"But Yu Feng did remind me. As long as I complete one more mission, I'll officially advance to New Nobility and begin building the Lu Clan Temple! Which deities move in first and how their statues should be sculpted will all need to be planned beforehand."
Building the temple itself was relatively simple.
As long as there were enough workers and sufficient funds, with today's construction capabilities, speed would hardly be an