The Snow Tiger Gang is a criminal organization in Qing Shi City that bullies the innocent, collects protection money, and runs casinos and brothels. The gang has nearly a hundred members.

He was considered a local tyrant.

Of course, those in the know understand that the Snow Tiger Gang's arrogance stems from the powerful Zhao family of Qing Shi City, the same family Zhao Youwei belongs to.

They have not only been established in Qing Shi City for a long time, but many of them also hold positions in the government.

Therefore, as long as things don't get too ugly, the officials usually turn a blind eye.

This is also a microcosm of the world.

Large families reside in large cities, while smaller families reside in small towns.

When Li Ming's predecessor first arrived in Qing Shi City, he was exploited by them in order to live a peaceful life. However, after joining the Six Doors, the Snow Tiger Gang seemed to have disappeared and never looked for him again.

Several neighbors in the neighborhood also benefited, and because of his handsome appearance, the aunt next door often acted as a matchmaker for her daughter...

Therefore, when Li Ming learned that it was the Snow Tiger Gang members below collecting protection money as usual, he didn't think much of it.

After all, that's how the world is; everyone has their own way of surviving. He can't possibly manage everyone. He rarely comes to this restaurant, maybe once a month. They're not related to him, so why bother making trouble for himself...

Step, step, step.

Seven or eight Snow Tiger gang members, carrying long knives, went up to the second floor, while the waiter quickly slipped away unnoticed.

"Officer Li..."

The leader was a member of the Snow Tiger Gang, around thirty-five or thirty-six years old, with an incredibly strong build and thick calluses on his hands.

This person had dealt with the original owner of this body before; it was this guy who had led people to collect protection money for him in the past.

Name: Wang Yuan

[Realm Level: Qi Refining Stage 1]

[Entries: Swordsman (White), Fierce and Evil (White), Bloodthirsty Courage (White), Martial Spirit (White), Lackey (Gray), Imbalanced Qi and Blood (Gray)]

[Lackey (Grey)]: ​​[Having become a lackey, one has lost all courage and backbone.]

[Imbalance of Qi and Blood (Gray)]: [Excessive cultivation of physical techniques led to qi deviation and qi and blood conflict.]

Unexpectedly, Wang Yuan is also a martial artist with sword techniques, and he is even at the eighth-grade Qi Refining Realm, but he seems to be in poor condition.

The rest were just low-level body-forging martial artists. After a cursory glance, Li Ming managed to glean quite a bit of useful information.

It looks like they've come looking for him.

Is Zhao Youwei already impatient?

Wang Yuan recognized Li Ming at a glance, squinted his eyes, stepped forward, cupped his hands, and wore a smile on his face, looking exactly like a smiling tiger.

"Master Wang."

Li Ming also feigned a smile.

They've come with ill intentions!

"I'm just a deputy, haha, how can I compare to a genius like you..." Wang Yuan laughed heartily, seemingly very satisfied with Li Ming's understanding.

He couldn't help but think to himself that if Li Ming cooperated honestly, he would indeed become the legitimate one.

"What brings you here, Master Wang?" Li Ming ignored Wang Yuan's flattery and didn't bother with pleasantries with this scoundrel, getting straight to the point.

"I heard that Constable Li has made a great contribution by using body tempering to refine qi, and he has been highly regarded by the chief constable."

"The young master of the Zhao family is in dire need of a great achievement. I wonder if Brother Li would be willing to part with his talents?"

"Name your terms, we're all buddies."

It was said with heartfelt sincerity, and every word was moving.

If Li Ming hadn't been intelligent enough to know the wickedness of human nature, he might have believed it to some extent.

Now, I feel like laughing.

Li Ming lowered his head slightly, concealing his expression, and spoke calmly and earnestly:

"Alright."

Wang Yuan's eyes lit up.

"How about giving me a divine weapon?"

Wang Yuan was stunned for a second after hearing this, then his eyes filled with anger, and he said coldly, "Brother Li, don't joke around. We're all serious."

They still knew what divine weapons were.

Damn it, the Zhao family has divine weapons, what are they still doing in Qing Shi City?

They had long since become sworn brothers with the Divine Weapon Family.

The remaining members of the Snow Tiger Gang formed a circle, their expressions varying, some sneering, others amused.

In their eyes, Li Ming was already fish on a chopping board.

They are at the mercy of others, unable to struggle.

He's probably so confused now that he's talking nonsense.

“Brother Li, we have no grudges against each other. To be honest, I didn’t want to do this either.”

His henchmen somehow produced a long bench, wiped it clean, and Wang Yuan sat down with an air of authority, staring at Li Ming and sighing:

“I know that Brother Li considers himself extraordinary, and he is a hero who uses body tempering and qi cultivation.”

"Perhaps you come from an extraordinary background, having come from a wealthy family in another region to make your way in the world. It must have been very difficult for you. If it were me, I wouldn't want to give up this opportunity to someone else either!"

"But a true hero is one who can bend and stretch, and should not act rashly."

Instead of taking immediate action, Master Wang tried to persuade Li Ming, speaking with great concern and earnestness.

To be fair, Wang Yuan didn't want to go too far.

The other party is no pushover either. They managed to survive out of eleven people, have the appreciation of the chief constable, and have connections with the imperial court. How will this matter be resolved if it blows up?

They're just using him as a scapegoat to take the blame.

But he couldn't not come; if he didn't come... Wang Yuan's good days would be over.

The Zhao family doesn't keep disobedient dogs!

"Master Wang's words are more eloquent than his actions; after all, it's not like he's asking for anything from you, is it?"

Li Ming lowered his head and said softly.

"Hmph, Brother Li, the martial world isn't just about fighting and killing; it's about human relationships and social interactions."

"I won't beat around the bush with you. The Zhao family wants your great contribution. If you know what's good for you, you'll get a hundred taels of silver as a buyout fee."

Wang Yuan's face flushed red. He was taken aback by Li Ming's words and his expression became somewhat impatient. He leaned forward, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Li Ming, if you want money or merit, just give me a straight answer!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

Snap!

A tiger-headed knife was slammed onto the table.

The rest of the gang echoed him, their eyes filled with ill intent.

A heavy pressure arose spontaneously.

"The Master is right, why fight over a moment of pride!"

"A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years. What makes you, a penniless nobody, think you can compete with Young Master Zhao?"

"If you offend the Zhao family, there will be nowhere for you to hide in the entire Qing Shi City!"

"..."

A chaotic, noisy wave of annoying sound swept in, as if Li Ming was the one who had done something wrong.

They all stood on the moral high ground, advising people to let things go and avoid trouble.

Good words and bad words, let these people say them all.

Faced with the swords drawn by the crowd, the handsome young man slowly raised his head, his face showing no fear, but rather a smile.

Those eyes, sparkling like stars, met Wang Yuan's gaze.

The latter felt a surge of emotion and instinctively tried to avoid it.

I had a strange feeling of impending death.

"Li Ming, listen to me. If you are crippled today and have no further use, who will stand up for you then?"

Why bother!

Wang Yuan grabbed his broadsword and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Li Ming shook his head, a helpless smile appearing on his lips.

When he transmigrated, he received many painful memories from his predecessor, and he knew all too well how cautious a weak and ordinary constable had to be to live in this world.

They were terrified of accidentally offending someone and dying without even knowing how.

After he transmigrated, he couldn't sleep well every night.

He was afraid that others would realize he had changed.

Unexpectedly, no one cared about him at all.