They were used to petty theft, and mostly stole things from young girls and children. The consequences they faced were minor and within their means.
Even if they were to flirt with her, they would surround and block her, scaring the girl so much that she would drop her things and run away, just like An Qinghuan did last time.
I didn't dare to actually do it.
They fear that the young woman might commit suicide, resulting in a death and causing a great tragedy. In this respect, they are much more cowardly than truly vicious people.
Long San glanced at him: "Do you think they'll invite you just because you're willing to go? Don't forget we've offended them."
"How will you know if you don't try?" Hu Jiu looked around the shop; this was the first time he had ever lived a stable life.
Although it was only a short three months.
Long San got annoyed: "Then go by yourself."
After saying that, he took the spirit stone in his hand and left.
Zhao Liu was about to leave when Hu Jiu stopped him: "Zhao Liu, are you going to gamble again?"
"Uncle Zhao Liu, I love freedom." Zhao Liu didn't even turn his head. "Brother, take care. If they don't take you in, come back and join us."
They've all left.
There was no turning back now, so Hu Jiu gritted his teeth and went to An Zhengzheng again.
Are you hiring next month?
They arrived as expected.
My sister was right.
An Yirou had been paying attention to that area for a long time.
An Zhengzheng glanced at An Yirou, signaling her to answer.
"You want to do it? Sure, that's fine too."
Her small face was very serious. "Dongfeng Ferry is under my jurisdiction. Let me tell you about the treatment first..."
An Yirou went to the counter to explain the job duties to him, since it wasn't just about looking after the shop like before.
The two went to the side.
An Qinghuan whispered to An Zhengzheng, "I've wanted to ask you this for a long time, what about the incense in this shop...?"
"Qingming incense".
An Zhengzheng knew that An Qinghuan had guessed it.
An Qinghuan was surprised: "This incense makes people clear-headed and enlightened, it's a good thing, you gave it to them for three months?"
"Do you remember how you caused them to lose several months of cultivation?"
“Five months… Oh! So that’s what they were…” An Qinghuan realized and immediately covered her mouth, “They reached out to steal something.”
There are two aspects to cause and effect: one is the initial thought or intention, and the other is the resulting consequences.
If they had really intended to defile the girl that day, even if An Qinghuan's fear and trauma were removed, her cultivation level would be more than five months lower.
An Zhengzheng relit the incense in the stove, her gaze calm: "In the dead of night, they surrounded the female cultivator, like cats playing with mice... Any girl would be afraid. I don't regret going to teach them a lesson."
After all, this is a world without a government system to regulate it.
"Since they are not wicked people, and I happen to be short of men who have been guided to the right path, let's see if they can seize this opportunity."
An Zhengzheng said, "It is beneficial for them and the world to walk the right path, and the female cultivators who walk at night will have less to worry about."
She cultivates the path of ruthlessness, which means she is devoid of personal feelings, and naturally she must view all things equally.
Unfortunately, while she, as a woman, was willing to view the world as equals, the world was unwilling to view women as equals.
With her meager resources and knowledge recorded over thousands of years in modern times, she could only try her best to show more compassion to the weak and create an environment that was even slightly fairer and safer.
An Qinghuan said, "You really are... strange-minded. I don't know if you inherited it from your uncle or aunt. I don't think so."
She looked at An Yirou with a hint of envy.
If that person named Hu Jiu also knew to ask proactively, then she...
“Zhengzheng, oh no, Sister Zhengzheng,” An Qinghuan mustered her courage, “Can I do something like you?”
In fact, An Qinghuan felt a little guilty because she only had some family connections, while An Zhengzheng had long since broken away from the family.
Being able to stay at the Hundred Women's Pavilion is already quite good, after all, she is not An Yirou's biological sister.
An Zhengzheng didn't think that much about it, but simply asked her, "The question is, what do you want to do?"
"I don't know," An Qinghuan said, somewhat troubled. "Besides the Hehuan Sect, I don't know anything about anything else, except for reading storybooks..."
"Can you write it?" An Zhengzheng rubbed her chin.
"Write?"
“Yes, write.” An Zhengzheng told her, “If you don’t know what to do, just write something. As you write, you’ll know what you need to do.”
She prompted An Qinghuan, "Haven't you been reading novels about seeking immortality and enlightenment lately?"
"yes……"
"Didn't you notice that only male cultivators are single-mindedly pursuing their careers and achieving the Great Dao, even at the cost of killing their wives to prove their path?"
"Yes, that's right!"
Seeing An Qinghuan's sudden realization, An Zhengzheng smiled quietly.
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"Sister, did I look like a second-in-command just now?!"
After leaving Dongfeng Ferry, An Yirou was very satisfied with her performance. "I even signed a contract with him. If he runs away with the stuff, we will apply for a Heavenly Talisman to distinguish right from wrong."
This was the first time An Yirou had stepped forward; in the past, it was always her father and sister who did this kind of thing.
She was very excited.
“What do you mean by ‘looks like’? You are clearly like it.” An Zhengzheng led them walking down the street.
An Yirou is happy.
An Qinghuan imitated her aloof expression from earlier, cleared her throat and said, "Ahem... Well, Dongfeng Ferry is under my jurisdiction."
"Was I that stupid just now? Why did I look like I was pretending to be an adult?"
"You're just pretending to be an adult! They've definitely seen through it."
"Impossible, I've been practicing for ages..."
The two chatted and laughed, while An Zhengzheng watched calmly.
In the blink of an eye, An Yirou said with a headache, "Sigh, but it's not enough for him to watch the shop by himself. We need to raise spirit animals and grow spirit plants in the backyard of Dongfeng Ferry."
She was worried about finding employees.
An Zhengzheng laughed.
She said, “Yi Rou, look at this street, all those coming and going are male practitioners.”
She was instantly transported back to her past life.
That was a lesson her mother taught her when she was very young.
"When you see a man, the first thing you shouldn't think is, 'I want to date him, be his wife, and go back to cook for him.'"
"What you need to think about is, 'I want to be his boss, his superior!'"
A man might lie, yell, or ignore his wife when she calls.
But not to a boss who can decide his promotion and raise.
"Thinking of the former, you will start to pursue weakness, rely on appearance and age, and lose your voice. Thinking of the latter, you will have clear goals and will not be blinded by lies."
What you need to control is the power of discourse.
What right to speak?
An Yirou and An Qinghuan both looked bewildered; their older sister had just been talking to herself absentmindedly.
An Zhengzheng asked, "Did you see any male cultivators on the street?"
"...I saw it." The two girls were confused.
Through An Yirou, An Zhengzheng seemed to see An Yirou's first meeting with Zhou Xu, listing his merits one by one.
She told An Yirou, "They could all be waiters at Dongfeng Ferry. So, look at the male cultivators with the eyes of the master."
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