Mornings at the Wangchun Building were as lively as ever.
"Get your asses to work! If you don't work and lose your attendance bonus for being late, how are you going to pay rent?"
Dressed in pajamas, Zhou Nian banged a slipper against the doors of tenants who were sleeping in.
"Landlady, stop banging! It's my day off!"
"Your day off... oh... then get out there and deliver takeout!"
The tenant: "..."
"She's so unreasonable."
"Yeah, she forces us to work every day. I just want to do nothing." The tenants grumbled as they hurried cautiously past her.
Zhou Nian planted her hands on her hips. "If you want to lie around doing nothing, get yourselves into coffins!"
"She's terrifying."
"No wonder nobody will marry her."
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't hit me! He said it!"
Laughing and joking, the tenants fled outside to begin another dull, uneventful day at the bottom of society.
Meanwhile, three figures slowly appeared on the rooftop terrace of the Wangchun Building, standing beneath the blazing sun.
They wore the black uniforms of the Shenchuan Family's Special Operations Department. Their eyes narrowed and their brows furrowed slightly, as though they were deeply annoyed by this assignment.
"Lord Shenchuan Shengshui, our Special Operations Department exists to deal with major family affairs, not to serve as Shenchuan Lan's private force. Sending us here to deal with a few ordinary people makes it obvious that he sees us as his personal subordinates."
Miyamoto Takeshi sneered. "He's only completed a few tasks for the family. He hasn't even become the family head yet, and he already dares to order us around."
The short Nakayama Mu nodded in agreement. "He probably wants to put us in our place, too. Sending ordinary warriors would have been enough. What could possibly go wrong