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Chapter 222: Chapter 174: The Swift Dart (1 more update)

Even though occasional demons wreak havoc in Tianyuan Town, causing death and injury,

The number of newcomers still overwhelms these incidents, keeping the town on an upward trend.

Thus, the population of Tianyuan Town is constantly expanding.

The reasons are simple.

Within a hundred miles, the safest and largest town is Tianyuan Town.

Moreover, with good public order and the strong presence of the Foolish Underworld, the town’s reputation spreads by word of mouth, making it one of the most desirable places to live in the area.

Beneath this facade of prosperity, there lie hidden demons within and issues like the disappearance of the poor into slavery, unknown to most.

Fang Yu heaved a sigh, thinking about how tough it was for the ordinary natives in this game.

To live to old age was a matter of luck.

”Ask them whose children they are, how they were captured, and if they have any information to provide.”

After Fang Yu gave these instructions, he turned to Yu Xiguo and asked,

”Where is Mo Lingyu now?”

”I don’t know,” Yu Xiguo shook his head again.

”She ran off as soon as the Ronghua Dyeing Factory was investigated, and there’s been no word from her since.”

Ran off?

She can’t really escape from such a big business, can she outrun a temple just because she’s outrun a monk?

”What about her family?”

”They should all be at the Mo Residence, I suppose.”

Then there’s no need to worry, it’s hard for someone with a home to just run off.

Looking at Yu Xiguo, Fang Yu curiously asked,

”Why didn’t you run?”

”I’m innocent, my lord! How could I run! Plus, I’ve put all my fortune into the Peony Workshop, if I ran away I’d lose everything. I’m still counting on it for a comeback.”

Ah, a gambler.

The outcome of a ’go all in’, hmph!

Fang Yu thought to himself, forgetting how he had gambled with his attribute points before.

After questioning the slaves, it turns out most were bagged, knocked out, and taken away. When they woke up, they were in the workshop.

”Sir! I wish to follow you!”

”And I, I want to learn martial arts!”

While Fang Yu was discussing the information with his men, the only two young slaves suddenly stepped forward.

Fang Yu:???

Fang Yu looked baffled.

Big brother, I’m not a nanny.

And I’ve got my own troubles to deal with, don’t you think too highly of me? I’m not some martial arts master.

[Bi Yan: 3/5.]

[Wei Quan: 4/6.]

After glancing at their health again, Fang Yu waved his hand.

”I can’t teach you, all my skills were given by the Foolish Underworld and the martial arts halls, they can’t be disclosed. If you want to learn martial arts, try to join the Foolish Underworld, they’ll have someone to initiate you.”

You want to learn martial arts? First, join the Foolish Underworld.

You want to join the Foolish Underworld? First, prove yourself!

It’s a vicious cycle, which is why martial arts halls exist as an intermediary lubricant.

And martial arts halls require the support of money.

Hence at the start of martial arts training, having someone to guide and lead you is truly important.

Without the favor of Li Qianxuan’s acquaintance, who knows where Fang Yu would be mingling, how could he climb up so smoothly, step by step.

Like Chen Cangwen next to him, without Li Qianxuan’s guidance, at this age he’d likely only be in a situation like Wang Er’s kind of riffraff.

Speaking of which, this guy feels a bit odd, like he’s a player.

Whatever, it doesn’t matter.

Amid the disappointed looks of the two youths, Fang Yu proceeded with his people out of the secret chamber.

Mo Lingyu’s Mo Residence needed to be investigated.

If nothing was found there, he would immediately turn to investigate the remnants of the Star Collection Gang given by Lin Wu.

After all, Mo Lingyu was cooperating with the Star Collection Gang, and if Mo Lingyu couldn’t be found, those remnants might still possess some information.

It’s no longer just about finding a missing big brother.

If he wasn’t wrong,

The slave-trading thread could be tied to a large number of demons, significant enough to activate the high powers of the Foolish Underworld.

”It feels somewhat dangerous.”

”Never mind, let’s first investigate the several hidden chambers in the Peony Workshop that Manager Yu knows.”

”If we can’t find big brother even after that, we’ll have to make other plans.”

Fang Yu pondered in his mind as they exited the secret room.

”My lord!”

”My lord!”

The people waiting outside immediately saluted.

Fang Yu nodded slightly.

”There are a few slaves found inside; assign two people to take care of them, the rest continue with me.”

”Yes!”

This must be what heeding a call feels like.

Seeing his obedient subordinates, Fang Yu felt good.

As Manager Yu and others came out of the secret room, Fang Yu said,

”Manager Yu, lead the way.”

Manager Yu, with a bitter expression, said, ”My lord, does this count as atoning for my sins through meritorious deeds?”

Fang Yu glanced at him sideways.

”Do you have sins?”

Manager Yu’s face lit up at once.

”Thank you, my lord!”

Don’t mention it.

I was just asking.

I have no authority to guarantee your safety.

Besides, if you’re truly innocent and not involved, naturally no one will trouble you.

For now, the plan is to keep Manager Yu steady and let him lead the way.

The party set off once again.

This time with Manager Yu leading the way.

He moved quickly and with eagerness, familiar with the Peony Workshop, his enthusiasm gave off an eerie feeling of ’follow me.’

The others had heard what Fang Yu said but didn’t show any reaction.

In their eyes, this was a typical case of slave-trading.

The Peony Workshop was dirty, the manager caught red-handed, seeking to atone for his sins - a common scenario.

It all depended on whether the team leader was willing to give him a shot at redemption.

There’s a lot of leeway here, subject to the leader’s sole discretion.

After all, the post-operation report is submitted by the leader, and unless there are significant discrepancies or variances with the truth, the higher-ups tend not to scrutinize too closely.