Zhuo Mufeng was both curious and tired of breaking into the Sanjiang League.
He really didn't want to get involved in the whirlpool of Tianzhao and Sanjiang Alliance. No matter what entanglements these two behemoths had, if he got involved himself, he might be dead.
But looking at Cui Baojian's unquestionable attitude, Zhuo Mufeng was bound to be unable to refuse.
Now we can only take one step and watch one step. Who taught us that we are alone and have no strength to fight?
The good mood disappeared, Zhuo Mufeng cursed a few words, put on his clothes and lay on the bed, and fell asleep soon after. When he woke up, it was already evening.
Zhuo Mufeng's nose felt itchy. When he opened his eyes, he saw Shang Zirong lying on the bedside, holding a piece of dogtail grass to tease the tip of his nose. The little girl was getting bolder and bolder.
"Oh, senior brother, what are you doing?"
After being rewarded with a chestnut, Shang Zirong stroked her forehead and quickly backed away with a sullen look on her face.
"Is there anything going on in the gang during this time?"
Zhuo Mufeng ignored her and asked casually as he stood up.
Shang Zirong snorted and said in an extremely aggrieved tone: "There are so many things to do, I can only sleep for three hours a day, I don't even have time to eat, and my skin is getting worse.
It's not like you, senior brother, who is carefree everywhere and can take a nap when nothing happens. When others mention the Mozhu Gang, they think of you, senior brother, because others do all the dirty work!"
If it were anyone else, I would probably be worried about the little girl giving up her choice.
But Zhuo Mufeng knew that this junior sister had a strong desire for power. She said she was tired, but in fact she commanded a large group of people to do things every day and really enjoyed the feeling of being called around.
Of course he advised: "Junior sister, thank you for your hard work. But this is a blessing. If you don't struggle when you are young, when are you going to struggle?
Sooner or later, the Mozhu Gang will be yours, and it will be yours in the future. Senior brother doesn't know how to manage a gang. The best he can do is practice martial arts and protect you."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Niangpi's eyes lit up and she couldn't wait to say: "Senior brother, when are you going to abdicate? No, I mean when are you going to take off your burden? Seeing how senior brother is bound by the position of gang leader, Rong'er can also see that.
It’s so distressing.”
I feel so bad!
I think you want to kick me down.
Zhuo Mufeng said: "Now that the foundation of the Mozhu Gang is not stable, if we change the gang leader rashly, I'm afraid it will cause speculation from the outside world and affect the business. Let's wait for a while.
When my junior sister makes the Mozhu Gang gain a firm foothold, then my senior brother will hand over the burden to you. Sigh, sometimes I feel ashamed when I think about it. How about my junior sister teaching me how to run the gang, or let my senior brother take care of everything."
Shang Zirong, who was about to continue complaining to the palace, shook her head like a rattle when she heard this, and quickly expressed that she was not tired. Just kidding, if she forced her senior brother to really take up the role of gang leader, wouldn't her work be in vain?
Not only did she want to stabilize her senior brother, she also promised that she would do her best to make the Mozhu Gang prosperous.
"Junior sister makes me ashamed."
Zhuo Mufeng was ashamed again.
After dismissing the girl, in the following days, in addition to dealing with Du Yuehong's temptation every day, she would practice martial arts or find someone to inquire about the recent developments in Gusu City.
A few days passed peacefully.
As expected, Fei Yu came to the door and informed Zhuo Mufeng that the Inner League meeting will be held tomorrow at Weidao Park, and all Inner League members must attend.
The so-called inner alliance meeting is nothing more than summarizing the gains and losses of last year and looking forward to the future. It is just a formality to enhance the prestige of Wu Yuanyuan and other senior officials, and follow the same routine as the company in the previous life.
Zhuo Mufeng nodded in agreement, and on the next day, he put on a custom-made silk light blue gown and went down the mountain in high spirits.
In the Wei Dao Garden, hundreds of people gathered in the gardens, pavilions, and corridors. Looking around, everyone, male or female, was well-dressed and had an extraordinary temperament. They were all elites among their peers.
When Zhuo Mufeng arrived, there was still a quarter of an hour left before the appointed time, so the park was very lively and full of people.
"Mufeng, this way."
Li Yanling, Feng Tianxing, Fei Yu and other people came over, all members of Zhuo Mufeng's command. Everyone except Li Yanling called "rudder".
It can be seen that because of what happened at the Wu Mansion last time, Li Yanling and others were watching from the sidelines. When they saw each other again, they were a little embarrassed and looked very unnatural.
Zhuo Mufeng seemed to have forgotten this incident. He laughed and took the initiative to chat with everyone. Seeing that he didn't care, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Zhuo Mufeng said: "Yanling, I have been a member of the Inner Alliance for so long. I haven't recognized all the protectors and helmsmen yet. Please introduce them to me."
Li Yanling was stunned for a moment, but this request was really normal, so she didn't think much about it and immediately led Zhuo Mufeng towards the crowd elsewhere.
There are six guards and seven helmsmen in the Wei Dao League.
Needless to say, Wu Tian, one of the protectors, had already become enemies with Zhuo Mufeng.
The other party even used family power to persecute him. If Tianzhao hadn't intervened, Zhuo Mufeng wasn't sure he could still be standing here.
Seeing Zhuo Mufeng, Wu Tian's expression changed, and the ferocious color in his eyes disappeared briefly.
During this period, the Wu family was in a state of turmoil.
He asked his uncle Wu Tieniu to kill Zhuo Mufeng, but his uncle died at the hands of a poisonous martial artist. A few days later, the old man was seriously injured again.
At the beginning of the incident, Wu Tian once suspected whether it was related to Zhuo Mufeng. It was too coincidental. He had just found someone to kill him, and something happened to the Wu family immediately.
However, he did not reveal his suspicions. Firstly, he had no evidence, and secondly, he was afraid of being blamed by the Wu family and worried that his status in the family would not be guaranteed.
In the days that followed, some Wu family masters had accidents one after another, and were either seriously injured or died on the spot. Judging from the severity of their injuries, they all fell into the hands of Black Spider Zhang Taichong.
It was only then that the old man admitted in person that he had a grudge with Zhang Taichong back then and that the other party was seeking revenge.
Wu Tian was finally relieved of his doubts about Zhuo Mufeng and secretly let out a sigh of relief.
That's right, with Zhuo Mufeng's status and ability, what ability can he have to drive people like Zhang Taichong?
It was said that Wu Guanting valued him, but the Sanjiang Alliance did not see any next move. On the contrary, something happened to the Wu family where he lived, and the Sanjiang Alliance immediately sent manpower to support.
It seems to be just a coincidence.
Wu Tian made up his mind that once he had the opportunity, he would still find a way to kill Zhuo Mufeng. There was no turning back when he opened his bow. He had to avenge his previous shame.
"As a Dharma protector, what kind of business is Wu Tian usually in charge of?"
Zhuo Mufeng asked Li Yanling.
Li Yanling glanced at him and thought to herself, "Why are you asking this? What kind of business is Wu Tian in charge of, and what does it have to do with you?" But she still replied: "Wu Tian is mainly responsible for the mines and escort agency in Xingyun City."
"mine?"
Zhuo Mufeng raised his eyebrows and grasped the key point keenly: "Similar to the status of the Su family in Mokuang City?"
"It should be better than the Su family. Xingyun City is larger. The ore produced in that mine is sold to more than 40% of the iron shops in the city every month."
Seeing Zhuo Mufeng's eyes gleaming and thinking, Li Yanling felt a sudden thought inexplicably. Could this guy be causing trouble again?