Huang Yushu accepted his orders and strode out, his footsteps fading down the corridor until they vanished entirely.
Yi Yang leaned back in the carved rosewood armchair that had once belonged to Ye Yang, stretching himself out completely and savoring the comfort.
Silence returned to the room, so complete that even his breathing was clearly audible.
Taking Huang Yushu, a Patrol Guard whose background he knew inside out, as his subordinate had been the right move. A lucrative post like Sunbright Tower, where gold poured in by the bucket every day, came with countless open spears and hidden arrows.
If he personally checked every account, counted every item, and matched wits with those slippery old hands, even all twelve double-hours of the day would not be enough.
Why should one working stiff make life difficult for another? Besides, as things stood, Yi Yang was effectively sitting in the boss's seat.
With someone to run errands and handle the work that offended people, Yi Yang could free up plenty of time to temper his qi and blood and break into the Inner Qi Realm.
As the leader, he only needed to set the direction and let those beneath him run their legs off. But as long as Huang Yushu got the job done, Yi Yang would never be the kind of blackhearted boss who expected a horse to run without feeding it any grass.
His name would certainly appear in the record of future achievements, and Yi Yang would not stint on his resources either.
Everyone climbing higher together-that was the way to make things last.
As the saying went, let those who advanced first bring the latecomers along!
Setting down his tea bowl, Yi Yang straightened up and went over the mess currently concerning him once more.
The village tyrants