I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

The woman's eyebrows and eyes were as dark as the distant mountains. Just standing there, she was a picture of a beauty with both light and dark colors.

"Hey, little sister, is your brother anxious?" The second in command immediately put away his previous expression, trotted in front of her, and smiled as brilliantly as a pug wagging its tail.

The youngest sister raised her head as if inadvertently, and lightly swept her eyes across the half of Mr. Mo's face that was not blocked, then stayed on Luo Qianhuai's face for a moment before retracting her eyes.

"So the guests have arrived." She bowed and reached out a slender, white, onion-like hand from her sleeves, and made a slight move towards the teahouse:

"Brother is waiting for you two upstairs. I hope Mr. Du and Ms. Luo will not mind my impoliteness."

"Then I'd rather obey you than be disrespectful." Young Master Mo smiled calmly and pulled Luo Qianhuai into the teahouse. The second in command's aggrieved voice could still be heard from behind:

"Who is being rude? It was me who suffered the loss that night. It's fine if you don't feel sorry for the second brother, but you also blame me for not treating them well?"

The younger sister ignored him, walked in on her own, and led Master Mo and Luo Qianhuai upstairs.

The spring dress she was wearing was soft and fluttered slightly as she passed by him, carrying with it a faint scent of plum blossoms, which was somewhat similar to the scent of cold plum blossoms that Mr. Mo had always loved.

The door of the teahouse slowly closed behind them, blocking out the voice of the second in command.

"Brother, Mr. Du and Ms. Luo are here." The youngest sister's voice was soft and sweet as if it could reach into her heart.

Master Mo didn't wait for the people inside to speak. He lifted the bamboo curtain hanging in front of the door and pulled Luo Qianhuai in.

Walking around a screen with green mountains, Luo Qianhuai saw a man sitting on a small couch, holding a pair of tongs and pouring tea into boiling water.

He was not a big man, but he had a nice beard, clear and bright eyes, and he had a straightforward and broad-minded character.

Mr. Mo did not greet him and directly took Luo Qianhuai to sit opposite him.

"Should I call you Mr. Du, Mr. Mo, or Mr. Jieyou?" Fang Xingyuan said as he poured boiling water over the three prepared teacups.

Young Master Mo took off his silver mask, revealing his handsome and elegant face.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. It seems that Master Fang's ability to control his subordinates has regressed." He said calmly.

"This is a serious matter. Even Master Jieyou, who has retired from the martial arts world, has intervened. How can I continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb?" Fang Xingyuan smiled slightly and looked up at Luo Qianhuai:

"Is this your wife? It is true that the beauty of life is greater than ability. No wonder you looked down on Meng Luo before."

"My wife's business is my business." Master Mo said, "Tell me, you went through so much trouble to escape from your island, risking being wanted, is it just to see me?"

Fang Xingyuan added tangerine peel and ginger slices to the tea, and a spoonful of yellow salt powder, then sighed and said, "Cooperation."

Master Mo remained unmoved: "Oh? Do you want to accept the amnesty, come to work for the Zhengguan Division, and seek a bright future for your family and your men?"

"Master Jieyou, why do you have to tease me?" Fang Xingyuan laughed. "I don't believe you don't know why your wife took that thing away. But we also went through untold hardships to get the treasure map, so we are entitled to a share. You didn't forget all the rules of the martial arts world just because you changed your clothes, did you?"

Master Mo and Luo Qianhuai exchanged a glance. Luo Qianhuai had indeed not concealed it from him, and had long ago shown him the topaz gourd that he had obtained from the baby's neck. The two of them had also speculated about it, but they did not know what it was used for.

Although Luo Qianhuai can get answers from the system, who would jump into the pit and make himself uncomfortable unless they have no other choice?

But the boss Fang in front of him obviously knew it.

"So, Master Fang, you also know about that treasure?" Master Mo's eyes were dark and his voice was a little ethereal.

"Who wouldn't want the relics of the previous dynasty?" Fang Xingyuan laughed, raised the wooden spoon, added tea into the teacups one by one, and placed them in front of the two.

As soon as these words came out, Luo Qianhuai was full of doubts.

The treasure map was given by the system. She did not give it to anyone else except Mr. Mo. How did Fang Xingyuan know about it?

There is also the topaz gourd. Although the system has not given a usage for it, the leader of the Hongze thieves in front of him seems to know it very well.

Mr. Mo still looked calm and composed, and his words were not filled with any worldly air:

"I heard that the Zhou Emperor committed suicide by burning himself to death, and his descendants were all slaughtered." He looked directly into Fang Xingyuan's eyes:

"But there is a rumor among the people of Chu that a maid escaped from the palace and found out she was pregnant. She hid from place to place and gave birth to the child, leaving a trace of bloodline for the Zhou Dynasty. Master Fang, do you think this rumor is credible?"

Fang Xingyuan said calmly, "It's just a rumor, not credible at all. Anyway, if someone else robbed us Hongze Thieves of something we like, we would get it back with interest. But for Master Jieyou's sake, I took the risk and came here to have a good discussion with you. If it works out, we will all be happy and get what we want. But if it doesn't..."

"So what if it fails?" Master Mo's voice sounded like the collision of gold and jade, clear and cold.

Fang Xingyuan shrugged, spread his hands, and smiled in an almost rogue manner:

"You must send someone to get the treasure within this month. You and the little emperor cannot be on the same page, so you will not use official personnel. When the time comes, we just need to follow you and we will get some benefits."

Luo Qianhuai became even more confused. How could this person know so clearly that the treasure map was only valid for one month?

Could it be that this person also has a system?

Master Mo sighed, picked up the tea and took a sip slowly.

"Master Fang, you are probably talking too much when you say this. Aren't you afraid that I will get angry and send someone to capture you, the Hongze thief, in one fell swoop?"

"If Master Jieyou really did something like this, the reputation of the Zhengguan Division would be ruined for miles." Fang Xingyuan was not afraid: "It will not be so easy to gather fellow martial artists to do something in the future. This is probably not what you want to see, right?"

"It's not impossible to cooperate." Mr. Mo changed the subject: "But I have one condition."

"What a coincidence, I have one here too." Fang Xingyuan said with a smile.

When Luo Qianhuai and the other returned to the shoe shop, Mr. Yan and the other small merchants had already returned.

The atmosphere in the entire dormitory room became quite heavy.

Luo Qianhuai quietly asked Yan Qian's wife and found out that the sales were not going smoothly.

Several old acquaintances that Mr. Yan found kept lowering the price with various reasons, while the merchants who went out to find ways on their own either refused to accept goods from strangers or found fault with them. In short, the situation was much worse than everyone had expected.

"Although we are talking about business, this is too bullying!" Yan Qian couldn't help but say.

"It's 30% lower than our purchase price. In my opinion, we'd better take the goods back and not sell them!" Boss Zhuang said with a frown.

There was a sobbing sound coming from the room, and when everyone looked, it turned out to be a businessman named Zhang.

"I borrowed so much money to buy the goods. I was thinking of using the money to treat my mother's illness and find a new wife for my son. Now it's all over! How can I face them again? I might as well die!"

As he was crying, he suddenly blurted out these words, then he stood up abruptly and rushed towards the beam in the house.

There was no one else around the beam, including the three bodyguards. Everyone was caught off guard and it was too late to save him. They could only watch him getting closer and closer to the beam.

The expected scene of blood splattering every five steps did not actually happen.

The businessman named Zhang was thrown out by a sudden force and fell to the ground, but Master Mo appeared in front of the beam.