Fu Hua was equally puzzled: "I really didn't know that. We saw them drive the car in from the other side, and they even shouted at us for a while afterward!"

"You know nothing, what use are you!" the other person said, and slapped Fu Hua across the face.

Fu Hua's face flushed red with shame and anger. This was the first time anyone had dared to slap him: "The people were lost on your turf. If you're so capable, go find them yourselves! Let me tell you, there's a young master from a big base inside. If you catch him, you can get more money than you could ever spend in ten lifetimes!"

"If I weren't so attached to this big fish, would I have come all this way here to waste my breath on you? If you dare offend me again, my brother and the others will immediately send someone to notify that base that you've captured their only young master. Let's see how you handle that then!"

The person opposite him, seeing Fu Hua's sudden change in demeanor, chuckled and put his arm around Fu Hua's shoulder: "Oh dear, perhaps we misunderstood. Look at you, if you had said that sooner, would we be so angry? Come on, tell us in detail about the base and that young master, let's make money together!"

When Fu Hua returned to his team at the roadblock, his elder brother Fu Rong and nephew Fu Hao had already led the convoy for half an hour, leaving twenty people to meet Fu Hua.

This was something they had planned beforehand. When they saw that the other side had cannons, Fu Rong told them to prepare quickly and that they planned to retreat completely. However, Fu Hua was reluctant to give up so easily, and after discussing it, they decided to stay and talk to the other side.

Fu Rong and the others left first, finding a safe distance so that if an accident occurred, there wouldn't be too much loss.

Those who came with Fu Hua saw the remaining small convoy and said with a hint of teasing admiration, "I didn't realize you were so brave. You only have this many people left, and you still dare to step forward."

Fu Hua: "Nothing ventured, nothing gained. In chaotic times, you need to have some courage to make a name for yourself."

Fu Hua sent five men away to deliver a message to his elder brother, telling him that things had gone well and that they should proceed according to plan. He then went with the people in the city to visit their territory.

When Fu Rong received the message from his younger brother, he breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried that his brother might not return this time.

Fu Hao wasn't too worried; he firmly believed that no one would be unmoved by this big deal.

"Dad, the cooperation with Uncle went smoothly. Shouldn't we head out here to make the next arrangements?" Fu Hao asked from the side.

Fu Rong glared at him: "We haven't even managed to steal a single hair from that young master Mo. How are we going to proceed to the next step? Send someone back to your uncle and tell him to catch that brat quickly, get a token, and then we can move on to the next step. We have to be quick. If those people send the message out, we'll have failed completely."