On the outskirts of the city.
Pockmark was eating hot pot with his men.
They swished meat through the cauldron, then wolfed it down.
He understood one thing very well: these street hooligans and idlers had no concept of loyalty. They cared only about profit.
Only meat to eat and wine to drink every night would make them follow his orders.
Pockmark was confident he could make something big happen, because no one but him took these hooligans and idlers seriously.
The Dark Phoenix Guard might be investigating rigorously in the city, but what was the reality?
The reality was that the hooligans who had already caused trouble at the Medical Academy had long since made a fortune and fled outside the city, where they joined him in sharing their experience of medical extortion. These men were drifters to begin with and attracted no attention wherever they went.
As for the others, they only stirred up minor trouble. Even if the Dark Phoenix Guard arrested them, it would only be for disrupting market trade or harassing the townspeople. The investigation would never connect them to medical extortion.
He himself never showed his face. Ordinarily, he looked like any other refugee from Xiqi, idling about while waiting for the granaries to open and distribute grain. No one noticed him, and no one cared.
There was simply nothing to uncover.
As they ate hot pot and sang songs, the quiet outskirts suddenly came alive.
"Er Hei, hurry up and dig up a few more! I heard the Medical Academy cut open another dead person today!"
"Wasn't the one today already dead? The pregnant woman had died ages before they brought her in to cut out the baby. The baby actually survived once they took it out!"
"Impossible! They must have killed the