"It's still necessary to prepare in advance, go to the black market tonight and purchase some poison needle hidden weapons for self-defense."
Jiang Feng thought to himself.
Night fell.
Uncle Huo brought Little Huowa to Jiang Feng's courtyard to drink wine.
Little Huowa sat on the doorstep, grabbing an egg in one hand.
The two paired peanuts with yellow wine.
Uncle Huo chatted about the rumors and gossip he heard in the afternoon.
"The owner of Yuelai Bank, it's unknown who offended him, but there's not a single survivor from the bank. It's said that when the constables from the Dragon Capital Government Office went there, they vomited everywhere."
"In this era, the world of big figures is beyond our understanding. Maybe peacefully being a little prison guard is not such a bad thing."
Uncle Huo sighed.
"Yuelai Bank? Sounds somewhat familiar."
Jiang Feng nodded.
