"Uh!"
Bai Yutang and Fang Yuan froze, then gave Chun Xiaobai thumbs-ups, their faces full of admiration.
"You really are the expert, Great King!"
"Not only can we not bring in any more people, we also have to make these disciples keep their mouths shut. If we can't make money, they can forget about absorbing anything!"
Chun Xiaobai put his finger right on the heart of the matter.
"You lot had better keep a close eye on secrecy for me! If anything goes wrong, you'll shoulder the consequences yourselves!"
"Don't worry, Great King. Leave it to us!"
Fang Yuan slapped his fat, greasy chest and solemnly guaranteed it.
Bai Jin'er chimed in with a warning.
"I'm telling you, none of you had better slack off lately. Keep a close watch! If the Sect finds out and the Great King can't make any money, we'll deduct it from your shares!"
"Uh!"
The fierce look on Bai Jin'er's money-grubbing little face left Chun Xiaobai stunned. Why did she seem more like the head shopkeeper in charge?
I'm the one getting the biggest share, and I haven't even said anything about docking anyone's money. You've already started!
"Don't worry! Don't worry!" Bai Yutang and Fang Yuan hurriedly assured her.
Both men knew perfectly well that the Third Boss was doing everything she could to win over the Great King. Her becoming the Stronghold Madam was probably only a matter of time.
If they offended her now and she made life difficult for them later, their days would be miserable.
"All right, all right."
Chun Xiaobai waved them away. "Get back to work. There are lots of people lately, so hire some more hands to keep an eye on things."
"You got it!" The two nodded, then raced down the mountain in a trail