Let's go back to the night before Xie Wei and Zhao Yujin arrived at the Rose Bar.
On the third floor of a nightclub in the southern district, Wu Yue, the leader of the Shark Gang, and a [merchant] were conducting a transaction involving [medicine].
"Mr. Wu Yue, it was a pleasant transaction. I look forward to our next deal." The merchant took off his hat, bowed slightly, and then opened the door to leave.
"Please wait a moment," Wu Yue stood up and stopped the other person from leaving.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a dagger appeared from behind and was placed across Hong Tu's neck, rendering him unable to move.
The one holding the dagger was a young girl wearing a long robe and whose face was partially covered by a hat; she was none other than [Zhao Zai].
Wu Yue's henchmen had barely lifted their feet when the two of them were sent flying like kites with broken strings, eventually becoming firmly embedded in the wall.
After doing all this, the madman simply clapped his hands and then kept staring at Wu Yue.
"What does Mr. Wu Yue mean?" The businessman turned around, looked at Hong Tu, and said, word by word.
The dagger that brought disaster, the madman's gaze, the merchant's words—Wu Yue knew that if he didn't explain, he wouldn't even have a chance to speak.
"You've misunderstood. I meant no harm. I just hope the three of you can stop and listen to me for a moment." Wu Yue's face was flushed. He dared not breathe too loudly, afraid that his throat would touch the dagger. He knew that this dagger was coated with deadly poison and that touching it would be fatal.
After Wu Yue finished speaking, the three of them still did not make any movement, but simply remained in their original positions.
Wu Yue was already drenched in sweat and quickly said, "[Merchant] Sir, after so many transactions, you know my character. I can tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal every day."
Seeing Wu Yue say this, the Merchant waved his hand, the Disasterbringer moved the dagger away, and the Madman turned around to look at his "work".
The businessman returned to his original seat.
Wu Yue poured a glass of wine and handed it to the "merchant" with both hands, his manner flattering and ingratiating.
"That's right, I'd like to join your religion."
"I need a reason?" the merchant said. "Don't try to lie to me. The Church severely punishes anyone who is not sincere."
"No, no," Wu Yue quickly waved his hand upon hearing the merchant's words, and said with a longing look, "I saw your sect's leader's work more than ten years ago, and ever since then I have longed to join your sect."
The businessman glanced at the madman who was styling Wu Yue's younger brother.
Perhaps noticing the merchant's gaze, the madman spoke up: "He wasn't lying; I can tell he was telling the truth." The madman leaned against the wall.
The madman has this ability.
Hearing the madman's affirmation, Wu Yue breathed a sigh of relief.
The businessman frowned, remained silent for a moment, then took out a cell phone and dialed a number.
The call was quickly connected, and the businessman explained the situation to the person on the other end. He didn't know what the other person said, but the call was quickly disconnected.
After putting away his phone, the [Merchant] stood up and looked at Wu Yue, saying, "Come with me to see Lord White Tiger. Let him decide this matter; as long as you are sincere, the Divine Bishop welcomes anyone."
Wu Yue was startled, not expecting that these people with labels and titles were not the highest-ranking managers under the God Lord. So who exactly was this person called "Sir"?
This person was clearly in the southern city, but he never showed up, and not even a single piece of information about him was revealed.
Wu Yue felt that the bishop was more powerful than he had imagined.
Thinking about it this way, he became somewhat excited, and his already fawning smile became even brighter.
The group arrived at the hotel where Baihu was staying, and as usual, they took the hotel to the top floor.
As we opened the door and stepped into the entryway, we heard the cat meow twice in displeasure, as if warning us.
Wu Yue looked down and saw that it was a white Maine Coon cat.
The Maine Coon seemed to sense Hong Tu's disdainful expression. It turned around, gave Wu Yue a disdainful look, and jumped onto the bookshelf more than two meters high, looking down at everyone as if it were a king ruling the world.
Until a shadow fell over the group, and a hand reached out and took the cat into the arms of the person who had come.
The cat instantly became docile, nestling obediently in the person's arms and enjoying their petting.
The newcomer was almost as tall as the bookshelf. He had three scars on his right eye, which looked like claw marks from a wild beast. He was tall and burly, and his well-fitting suit was stretched taut by his muscles.
Wu Yue couldn't help but think to himself that the person in front of him was a real thug in a suit.
The other person's face seemed somewhat familiar. By the time Wu Yue remembered, the people beside him had already knelt down and shouted in unison.
"Lord White Tiger!"
Wu Yue immediately knelt down as well, and hurriedly knelt down and respectfully called out.
"Have you seen me before?" Baihu suddenly asked Wu Yue. Although he looked rough, he was not rough at heart. When Wu Yue saw him just now, he was obviously recalling and searching for something.
The other party's imposing manner made Wu Yue afraid to raise his head. However, having been the leader of the Shark Gang for so long, he was not without courage and quickly organized his thoughts.
"More than a decade ago, I caught a glimpse of the divine presence, and you were right beside me at the time."
Baihu nodded, picked up the cat, walked back to the living room, and sat down on the sofa.
The group followed Baihu into the living room, and no one spoke.
After a moment of silence, Baihu spoke calmly, "I heard you want to join my sect?"
Wu Yue took a deep breath, composed himself, and finally got back to the point. He took two steps forward with firm and confident strides, his gaze fixed ahead, revealing an unparalleled piety and awe. He repeated what he had just said to the [merchant] and assured him again that he was completely devoted to the bishop.
"From now on, you are a member of our Divine Bishops. Choose one of the three people present to follow."
"I've been in the South City for many years, but my strength hasn't improved. The only things worth mentioning are a few unremarkable businesses. I'll follow Mr. [Mr. Merchant]."
"Then you'll be assigned to the [Merchant's] subordinates, assisting him in selling [medicine] and expanding the customer base in the South City," Baihu casually decided everything for Hongtu in just a few words. "Once the [Merchant] leaves, the sales rights in the South City will belong to you."
The ability to make grand promises is an essential skill for every manager, and Baihu is no exception.
When he heard that the other party had granted him the right to sell the medicine, he was grinning from ear to ear.
"Thank you, sir!" After saying that, Wu Yue pinched his thigh in disbelief, as if it were all a dream.
The merchant did not object to the White Tiger's decision; the manpower he brought was indeed insufficient, and this was just what was needed to solve the immediate problem.
After Wu Yue and the [merchant] left.
"My lord, why did you agree to let Wu Yue join the sect so easily?" [Zhaozai] asked.
While teasing the cat, Baihu said, "Wu Yue is ambitious, but his strength can't satisfy his ambition. In addition, his vision is too narrow. All he wants is a powerful backer who can satisfy his ambition."
“He has a narrow vision but is full of ambition, and he’s a parasite. This kind of person is the easiest to control. Besides, his joining will also help the plan to proceed. What’s wrong with giving him the identity of a believer?”
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