The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man

”Mr. Jiu, what do we do now?”

His underling was a little scared.

He had seen with his own eyes how those people had broken out in bumps, and some had their entire faces swell up from an allergic reaction. If they were disfigured, the little money they made selling soap wouldn’t be nearly enough to compensate them.

But Mr. Jiu reviewed his plan in his mind and felt there was nothing wrong with it. He stood up.

”Let’s go. I’ll go with you to take a look.”

Mr. Jiu brought his underling to the black market on the east side—this was his home turf.

In Qingshan County Town, there was a black market in the north, south, east, and west. Lu Yuanbin currently controlled the resources of three of them, while he controlled only one.

The East Market was his main territory.

Because that kid Lu Yuanbin could always get his hands on some rare goods, the East Market had the worst business of the four.

This was also why he had always wanted to make a move against Lu Yuanbin but had never actually done so.

Lu Yuanbin had connections; he didn’t.

Lu Yuanbin had more men, and his current followers couldn’t compare to Lu Yuanbin’s.

But in the East Market, his word was law. No one dared to disobey.

Mr. Jiu swaggered into the black market, only to be immediately surrounded by a crowd. Their faces were full of anger, and they all started talking at once, brandishing bars of soap.

For a moment, Mr. Jiu’s head was ringing so loudly he couldn’t make out a single thing they were saying.

Seeing this, a nearby lackey immediately came over with a wooden club and slammed it on a stool, smashing it to pieces.

That sudden act did indeed stun the troublemakers into silence.

”I’ll beat up anyone who keeps yelling, you hear me?”

The crowd flinched, but their fear quickly turned to anger.

”I don’t care! I had a reaction to your soap, and you’re going to give me an explanation today.”

Surrounded by his lackeys, Mr. Jiu walked up to the woman who had spoken, a wide smile on his face.

”You’ll get your explanation, but you didn’t buy this soap here. This must be the soap from the north. You should go find those people.”

Hearing this, the woman exploded.

”Who are you trying to fool? The first time I came, you said you didn’t sell it. But just now when we arrived, I saw you selling this very soap! If you think you can trick us into causing trouble in the north, you’ve picked the wrong people.”

If Lu Yuanbin hadn’t laid out the evidence for them piece by piece, they really would have believed it.

Some among them had come here to settle the score with him before and had already been fooled once.

Now, hearing him try to pass the buck again, they became even more furious.

When Mr. Jiu heard her words, he felt as if his little scheme had been instantly exposed.

’What’s going on?’

’How are these people so smart?’

’They saw through my ploy right away?’

A thousand thoughts raced through Mr. Jiu’s mind, but his expression remained unchanged, still fixed in that wide smile.

The woman was exceptionally confident, holding up the bar of soap in her hand.

”Trying to trick me? Fat chance! Solve this problem now. I’m telling you, I have proof. And my face! Look what’s happened to my face! I’m disfigured! This soap you’re selling is clearly meant to harm people.”

The woman had learned Lu Yuanbin’s lines by heart. She said them deliberately, just waiting for Mr. Jiu to take the bait.

Mr. Jiu looked at the woman staring expectantly at him. He found it strange for a moment but asked anyway.

”Then what proof do you have that you bought your soap from me?”

The questioned woman’s eyes lit up as if she had finally gotten her chance to shine. She rolled up her sleeves and placed an exquisite wrapper next to the wrapper from the soap sold at Mr. Jiu’s stall.

”This is the wrapper from the soap sold in the north, and this is the wrapper from the soap bought here. See for yourself.”