"According to the general rules: all unexplained wealth must be handed over, and shops, real estate, and land must be included in the local branch's public accounts. Do you accept this arrangement?"

Han Qinhu waved his hand and set the rules.

Bai Cang knew this was a warning, and immediately replied without hesitation, "I will do as Master says."

Since he had already made a fortune, he didn't care about a little extra money.

Compared to these valuables, the most prosperous streets, the best locations, and the most fertile fields in Guobei County were all left to the Sanyin Temple.

From now on, won't everything be our own property? What more could we ask for?

"Reporting to the Inspector: There are another 2,863 people suspected of being related to the Three Yin Old Thief, who are currently being held in various places. We do not know what to do with them?"

Zhang He bowed again. Han Qinhu glanced at Bai Cang and saw that his expression was normal, and he even took meat from his pot to eat.

He immediately snorted coldly, "Only punish the ringleaders, don't implicate others. Just let go of those poor souls who are just following orders."

"I will obey the inspector's decree!" Zhang He nodded hurriedly, feeling a chill run down his spine.

"As for those land deeds, house deeds, and farmland deeds..."

Han Qinhu glared at Bai Cang again, "What do you plan to do with this?"

Bai Cang scooped up the last piece of meat from the pot, stuffed it into his mouth, and then wiped his mouth, saying, "It's simple. Keep a few shops for self-operation, and rent the rest to merchants at 30% below market price. As for the farmland, find tenants and charge them 20% rent. This way, people's hearts will be at ease."

"Senior Brother Bai is truly kind-hearted!" Liang Xiaoshan couldn't help but interject, his face full of admiration.

This is truly what he felt!

As a mountain dweller, Liang Xiaoshan had a deep understanding of the lives of ordinary people.

Let alone the fertile fields at the foot of the mountain, even the barren fields in the mountains require a minimum rent of 40%, and in some cases, it can even exceed 70%.

The rent for top-quality farmland is never less than 70%, and some unscrupulous landlords even charge 90% rent. They'll let one generation starve to death and then replace them with another, because they never worry about finding tenants.

Compared to those exploitative landlords who squeeze every last drop of income from the land, Bai Cang, who only charges 20% rent, is truly kind-hearted.

"He is kind-hearted?"

Han Qinhu couldn't help but laugh. With a flick of his sleeve, a strong wind suddenly swept through the courtyard, blowing Zhang He and Liang Xiaoshan away.

When the wind died down, the courtyard was filled with all sorts of valuables.

"The way to govern subordinates is to use authority and strict discipline!"

After doing all this, Han Qinhu glanced at Bai Cang and said, "It's good to be sentimental, but you must never be indecisive."

Bai Cang knew that the other party was playing the villain for him, so he gave Zhang He a special warning.

He immediately stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master. I understand."

Bai Cang had no intention of explaining, but he had his own judgment in his heart.

Based on Zhang He's initial "angel round investment," he should at least give him a chance to "make a mistake."

Moreover, Bai Cang did give instructions last night, so Zhang He's questioning was not exactly acting on his own initiative; at most, he was just using the situation as an excuse to make a fuss.

He, "Master Bai," is a respectable person. How could he do something as undignified as kicking someone after they've served their purpose?

At worst, when Zhang He becomes disgraced again, he can "make a big show of filial piety" to save face for him.

"It's good that you know what's going on."

Han Qinhu changed the subject, "What are your plans next?"

"Do you want to stay at the Three Yin Temple as its abbot, or go to the Red Dragon Temple for further studies?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Cang replied without hesitation, "Disciple is willing to serve by Master's side."

"If I had to choose between the two, I would prefer to stay here."

What's so great about living in a place like Red Dragon Temple, where "wolves are everywhere and everyone is a living father"?

Fortunately, he doesn't lack superior skills and has a cheat code at his disposal. He can stay in the Three Yin Temple as a local tyrant, develop his skills in a low-key manner, and isn't that wonderful?

"Alright! I'll do as you say!"

Han Qinhu, unusually easy to talk to, immediately nodded, "With a little effort from your master, it won't be difficult to secure you the position of acting abbot."

"Thank you, Master!"

Bai Cang was overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly picked up the wine pot to fill Han Qinhu's cup with wine.

"Look at you, so spineless!"

Han Qinhu glared at him and said, "I'll give you three days to clean up the mess and then come back to the Red Dragon Headquarters with me."

Bai Cang: ? ? ?

They promised me I'd be a local tyrant, so why am I being dragged to the Red Dragon Temple to be a lowly servant?

"The abbot of the Three Yin Temple is, after all, a local garrison commander. Do you think it's that easy to be abbot?"

Han Qinhu glared at him and said irritably, "No one who is not a true disciple of the Crimson Dragon Temple is allowed to serve as a local garrison commander."

“All true disciples must study at the Crimson Dragon Temple for three years before being allowed to travel. This is a rule set by my master and your grandmaster, True Lord Tianhe. Do you intend to betray your master and ancestors?”

Bai Cang chuckled dryly, "My disciple is utterly loyal, how could he possibly have such a rebellious thought?"

"I bet you wouldn't dare!"

Han Qinhu snorted coldly, then patiently explained, "This is for your own good. You're not even on the sect's roster yet, you don't even have the status of a proper disciple, and you still want to rise to the top and become the abbot?"

"Moreover, of the four arts of cultivation: alchemy, artifact crafting, talismans, and restrictions, you only have the Lesser Heavenly Qi Absorption Alchemy technique that you can be proud of. Do you want to be illiterate?"

"An illiterate person cultivating immortality? That's a joke!"

Hearing this, Bai Cang was finally convinced. "Thank you for your guidance, Master. I understand now!"

This time he truly understood!

Han Qinhu's attitude towards properly training disciples and passing on his mantle is truly admirable.

The Three Yin Abbot—no, it was the Three Yin Old Thief who adopted a hands-off approach, essentially cultivating waste material, never intending to place anyone among his disciples.

Putting everything else aside, without any external help, Bai Cang wouldn't even understand the many metaphors and scriptures in the cultivation manuals, so how could he possibly cultivate?

Disciples of a proper sect, while not necessarily proficient in the four arts of cultivation, should at least have a basic understanding of them before specializing in one of them.

This is also the biggest difference between sect disciples and ordinary independent cultivators.

Even the most obscure and unorthodox sects have legitimate lineages, which are incomparable to those of rogue cultivators.

"In the next few years, I will be busy building a superior foundation for the Dao, so I probably won't be able to see you for a long time."

Han Qinhu added, "If you have any questions, ask them now while I still have time."

Upon hearing this, Bai Cang was overjoyed: Now we are finally disciples of a sect with a master and a powerful backer!

Without any hesitation, he laid out all the problems he had encountered in his cultivation.

Han Qinhu accepted all questions and patiently answered Bai Cang's questions.

Between these questions and answers, most of the day had passed without us even realizing it.

Bai Cang's spirit was also more focused than ever before, taking full advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He was entirely self-taught, and what he lacked most was guidance from a master or elder, so he naturally put in a lot of effort.

After a long silence, Han Qinhu answered Bai Cang's last question.

He had just finished a full glass of wine to moisten his parched throat. "Sending you to the Red Dragon Temple for three years of advanced study is also to avoid the limelight."

"In the next few years, the cultivation world of Xia Kingdom will likely be in turmoil, and there will inevitably be chaos and demons running rampant."

"With your cultivation level, if you wander around outside, you probably won't even know how you died."

Upon hearing this, Bai Cang was greatly alarmed!

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