More than ten days later.
Chuan Prefecture.
A convoy bearing Jinyi Prefecture license plates slowly drove into the Land of Tianfu.
Since ancient times, this place had possessed the most fertile land and abundant resources.
Compared with other prefectures, the people of Chuan Prefecture clearly had much better lives.
This was thanks to the Pao Ge Society's influence among the people. With the streets under a single banner, the public had a safe space to live.
At the city gates.
A travel-worn Xiaomi jumped out of a vehicle.
Dusty and grimy, he walked to the roadside, grabbed a bottle of soda, and poured it into his mouth.
Along the way, he had narrowly escaped death several times and even fought in no fewer than five shootouts. After countless dangers and hardships, he had finally reached his destination.
A man in a short black shirt, who had been waiting at the gates for some time, approached and asked, "From the He Family?"
"Yes. And you are?"
"Brother Thirteen sent me to meet you." The man produced a token.
This had been agreed on long ago: hand over the goods upon seeing the token.
Seeing it, Xiaomi stepped aside and called Young Master He, far away in the Capital.
After both sides confirmed their identities, he handed over the vehicles and their cargo to the man in black.
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The man in black whistled, and more than a dozen men ran out from the roadside.
They got into the vehicles and drove into the city in a rush.
The guards responsible for inspections at the gates did not even glance at the vehicles before letting them through.
"The Pao Ge Society really lives up to its reputation."
Xiaomi silently marveled.
Entering the city without an inspection showed just how influential they were