"Now that Kang Qingfeng is dead, countless eyes in the province are fixed on this rudder chief's position.
"To tell you the truth, the Branch Helm chiefs in the Provincial Hall—such as the chiefs of the Punishment Rudder, Information Rudder, Blood Slaughter Rudder, and so on—all want postings outside.
"After all, at the Provincial Hall, there are the Deputy Hall Masters and the Hall Master above them. Even the Provincial Hall's registrar and administrators can order them around.
"How comfortable it is out here! This place would be their territory. And, to put it bluntly, there's certainly more fat to skim down here than at the Provincial Hall.
"In times like these, who doesn't like silver? Don't you need silver to buy medicines and pills for cultivation?
"Don't Treasure Swords cost silver? Everything costs money. The disciples of the Six Fan Gate are actually wound tight every day, not daring to slacken for a moment.
"If you don't cultivate for a few months, your rival might surpass you.
"Then you have to step down and let them rise. What's more, we handle extremely dangerous Jianghu affairs.
"If you're too weak, those vicious, ruthless villains might kill you," Chen Chang Kong said.
"That is a problem." Tang Wen nodded.
"To be frank with you, my lord, I've decided to go all out for this rudder chief's position too," Chen Chang Kong said.
"If you need any help, just say the word," Tang Wen said.
"Well... alas... what I lack right now are high-tier elixirs.
"They're available in the provincial capital, but they're too expensive. My lineage can't compare with a prosperous one like yours, my lord.
"You donate hundreds of thousands of taels at a time. Where could I find that much silver?" Chen Chang Kong sighed.
"Yi Wu, fetch a