Chapter 41: Chapter 37: Do Not Seek Others!

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Three days later, Chang Fu found Tang Luo, who was at the Cultivation Ground

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“Young Master, there’s news about the shop.”

“SO soon? Uncle Fu, you’re amazing!” Tang Luo exclaimed, giving him a thumbs-up.

“You’re too kind, Young Master. It was all down to good luck,” Chang Fu modestly waved his hand.

“There’s a place on Linfu Street in the west of the city, near the Fengqing Alley, which meets all your requirements. Do you remember the jade pendant owned by Fang Han?”

“Hmm, I remember.”

“That jade pendant was pawned in a pawnshop at the end of Linfu Street, called Qingfeng Bank. When I was searching for the jade pendant, I had contacted the steward of Qingfeng Bank. As soon as I heard that you wanted to buy shops, the boss of Qingfeng Bank was willing to sell us the three shops at the end of Linfu Street for 30,000 gold coins. What do you think, Young Master?

Tang Luo frowned at the news. Such a low price was simply outrageous. Either Qingfeng Bank was trying to curry favor with the Tang Clan, or they wanted to owe him a favor. Either way, it was trouble.

One could only say that the boss of Qingfeng Bank was too naive.

“Buy at the original price, plus a premium of thirty percent. If Qingfeng Bank agrees to sell, then well buy. If they don’t, well look elsewhere. I believe there are many stores that meet our requirements.

As Chang Fu heard Tang Luo’s words, admiration filled his eyes. He respectfully responded, “Yes, I’ll faithfully relay your words to the boss of Qingfeng Bank. There’s also another matter.”

“What else?” Tang Luo asked, curious.

“It’s about your recruitment task. Apart from the position at the pavilion that has been filled, no one has yet taken up the positions of bodyguard and steward. Young Master, should I assign these tasks directly?”

Isn’t that possible? Tang Luo looked shocked.

Xiling City. Despite the generous pay he offered, why would

to take the tasks on one’s own which were usually easy and profitable-these were the tasks that warriors liked

everyone wanted to avoid. At such times, the Martial Hall would directly assign these tasks to specific warriors, demanding them to execute these.

as conferred warriors by the Martial Hall, bringing blessings to their descendants.

task like his, which could be

as bodyguards and stewards, those

Tang Luo finally said, “No need. I’ll manage

the steward,

the person for the pavilion, to get to know each other?” Uncle Fu

find a steward,

ourselves.”

I’ll go report to the

Uncle Fu.

Fu took his

that unpopular? Tang Luo felt a lump in his chest as he

harder. You can only display two palm shadows even now,

shoulder if

few young men on martial arts practice, Tang Luo felt his mood settle once more. Once more, the world

thought of having a spiritual energy of 781.6 now, and being only a step away from becoming a saint, made him feel extremely

lunch. Thinking about

the young lad talked to his family about it, guess what?

the stir-fries at home. Without a doubt, it was his mother Xu Shuhui’s handiwork. It was said that the dining hall’s

the dining hall’s food as a delicacy. And now, the standard had been abruptly raised yet

brother, he just felt that the dining hall’s food

foolish young man he

queuing at the window, but as an

young lad, letting him taste the treatment

hall filled with tables and chairs. The disciples of the Tang Clan who studied in the No. 1 cultivation room generally sat in the northeast corner for meals. The young lad would always wait obediently at a square table in the corner at

food, he saw the bruised and battered little lad grinning at

food, “What happened to

“Pfft—”

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