He obtained the God of All Laws from human skin.

Chapter 77 It's all for Money

Song Hai turned his head to look at Qian Laifu, his tone suddenly becoming relaxed, as if nothing had happened.

"Third brother, this young man under you is quite interesting."

Qian Laifu's tense emotions relaxed slightly at this moment.

Although he wasn't afraid to fight Song Hai, it was best to avoid it if possible.

He then replied indifferently, "Young people are ignorant, Second Boss, don't take it to heart."

"Immature?" Song Hai chuckled. "I think he's very mature."

He turned around, strode towards the door, and without looking back, said, "Third brother, don't forget the gang meeting in a few days."

The words had barely left his mouth when he stepped out the door.

Twenty or thirty of his men filed out and quickly disappeared into the night.

The hall suddenly felt much more spacious.

Zhao Fuquan stood to the side, his smile incredibly awkward.

He looked at Qian Laifu, then at Qin Chuan, opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end said nothing and awkwardly retreated to the side.

Zhao Fuquan looked at Qin Chuan, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke: "So this is why you hit him?"

"That's right," Qin Chuan nodded and readily agreed, "Master Qian knows that I came from a beggar background, never having enough to eat or wear. My current status is entirely due to Master Qian's promotion."

He paused, his tone becoming serious, "Now that someone has insulted Master Qian, I naturally cannot sit idly by."

Upon hearing this, Qian Laifu felt a strange mix of emotions.

Having spent so many years on this street, he had seen his fair share of sycophants and opportunists.

Someone like Qin Chuan, willing to risk offending the gang's second-in-command for a mere "favor of promotion,"

To be honest, he's lived most of his life, but his life has been very short.

"You dared to fight against a group of people?" Qian Laifu asked with some curiosity. "Your skills are quite good."

Qin Chuan scratched his head, a slightly embarrassed look on his face: "Brother Qian, I don't have any skills."

He paused, then pulled out the half-full packet of lime powder from his sleeve, waved it in front of Qian Laifu, and grinned. "It's only because I had some lime powder on me that I was able to catch them off guard and succeed. If it were a real fight, how could I possibly take on five or six of them by myself?"

Qian Laifu was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He originally thought that Qin Chuan was confident that he could deal with those people and had calculated his chances of winning before making his move.

Unexpectedly, it was all thanks to a handful of lime powder.

"Aren't you afraid of making a mistake?" Qian Laifu shook his head. "What if the lime powder isn't applied properly, or they react quickly enough to dodge it, and you've never done it before?"

Qin Chuan spread his hands: "Brother Qian, to be honest, I didn't think about any of this when I made my move."

"Never thought about it?"

"I didn't think about it." Qin Chuan shook his head. "At the time, I was only thinking that those guys insulted Master Qian by calling him 'Old Dog Qian' in a foul language, so I had to teach them a lesson. As for whether I could beat them, what the consequences would be, or whether Song Hai would cause trouble, I didn't think about any of that back then."

Qian Laifu stared at Qin Chuan for a long time.

There was something indescribable in those usually shrewd eyes.

He had been working his way up on this street for decades, rising from a nobody to the third-in-command of the Iron Hand Gang. What storms hadn't he weathered?

He knew better than anyone how Song Hai's people addressed him behind his back.

The name "Old Dog Qian" has probably been called thousands of times in the Mayi Lane area.

But this is the first time.

This is the first time people have gotten into a fight over these three words.

He had previously thought that Qin Chuan had acted out of youthful impetuosity and that's why he attacked a few thugs.

He even considered giving the young man a good talking-to once things calmed down, to teach him what he should and shouldn't interfere with.

Unexpectedly, it was all for my own sake.

Qian Laifu breathed a sigh of relief, his tone much gentler than before.

"Qin Chuan".

"exist."

"From this day forward, you will be the head manager of Heaven on Earth."

Qin Chuan was startled and looked up.

"Monthly allowance," Qian Laifu held up two fingers, "increase it to two taels of silver."

Two taels of silver.

Don't think that two taels of silver is a small amount. You should know that Zhao Fuquan's monthly salary is only a little over one tael, while he has been following Qian Laifu for almost ten years.

Qin Chuan's face also showed excitement, and he clasped his hands in thanks, saying, "Thank you so much for your promotion, Mr. Qian!"

Qian Laifu waved his hand, but he didn't stop there. Instead, he reached into his pocket, fumbled for a moment, and pulled out a small celadon bottle. The bottle was warm and smooth, and the mouth was sealed with a red silk stopper. It was obviously not an ordinary item.

He placed the porcelain bottle on the table and pushed it in front of Qin Chuan.

"You are now learning 'Iron Body,' which will be useful to you."

Qin Chuan glanced down at the porcelain vase, then looked up at Qian Laifu with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Qi and Blood Pills," Qian Laifu explained. "Martial artists are most afraid of depleting their Qi and blood. Your constitution is weak, and medicinal baths alone are not enough; you need to replenish it from within. Take one of these Qi and Blood Pills before practicing every day to help strengthen your foundation and accelerate the recovery of your Qi and blood."

Qin Chuan certainly knew what the Qi and Blood Pill was; it was a genuine cultivation elixir.

It is something used by martial artists in the Blood Condensation Realm. Not only is it precious, but ordinary people cannot buy it even if they want to.

Qin Chuan picked up the porcelain bottle with both hands, solemnly put it into his pocket, then took a step back, clasped his hands and bowed: "Your generosity, Master Qian, is deeply appreciated."

"Hmm." Boss Qian stepped forward and patted Qin Chuan on the shoulder. "Work hard, and you'll be rewarded in the future."

......

Watching Master Qian's figure disappear

Qin Chuan also breathed a long sigh of relief.

Just now in the hall, he slapped the thug in front of Song Hai, and delivered a passionate speech in front of Master Qian.

Those words, "It's all thanks to Mr. Qian's promotion," and "Of course I couldn't just sit idly by,"

That's all complete nonsense!

He was acutely aware of his current predicament.

Ever since that kick in Ma Yi Alley, he has stood on the opposite side of Song Hai.

The second-in-command of the Iron Hand Gang—what kind of power does he wield?

And what about yourself?

He was just a newly promoted steward, his martial arts hadn't even reached the Blood Condensation Realm yet, and he had neither manpower nor money.

For Song Hai, crushing him was no different than crushing an ant.

However, since we've already offended them, we might as well go all the way.

Not only will we offend them, we'll also make this a big deal.

So he slapped the thug in front of Song Hai in court, publicly displaying the words "Old Dog Qian" on the table.

It wasn't about showing off, but about changing the nature of the conflict from "Qin Chuan hitting someone" to "someone insulting the third leader."

Thus,

He was no longer a troublemaking steward, but a loyal and righteous man who "stood up to protect Master Qian's reputation".

Only in this way,

Only then will Qian Laifu truly consider him one of his own.

In retrospect, the result is not bad.

The head steward, two taels of silver a month's salary, and most importantly, that bottle of Qi and Blood Pills.

However, Qin Chuan also understood.

Relying on the protection of others is ultimately unreliable; in the end, you still have to rely on yourself.

The events in Ma Yi Lane have only temporarily come to a halt.

Once things at the dock are settled, Song Hai will eventually settle accounts with him as well.

I must quickly acquire sufficient means to protect myself.

Subsequently,

Qin Chuan looked at the panel.