I run a casino in the immortal realm.

Wei Jun dared not delay and quickly went to the map, pointing to the three areas circled in red, and began to give a detailed report.

He is now eager to demonstrate his worth in front of Zheng Yifei.

"Sir, our group is responsible for three areas: Fengming Street, Yiyuan Street, and Shunfeng Wharf."

"Fengming Street and Yiyuan Street are located in the east of the city. They are the two most prosperous and central commercial streets in Liuhua County. It can be said that 30% of the county's tax revenue comes from these two streets."

Wei Jun's voice gradually became more fluent, "On Fengming Street, there are mainly shops that deal in elixirs, spiritual herbs, and materials from demonic beasts. The largest of these, 'Jishetang,' is the main business of the Zhao family."

On Yiyuan Street, the main businesses are magical artifacts, array plates, and talismans; the Qian family's "Thousand Hammer Pavilion" is located right in the center of that street.

"These two streets are the most lucrative. The small and medium-sized businesses there pay our police station a 'hardship fee' every month."

Our main job is to maintain order on the streets and handle arguments and fights between independent monks.

At this point, Wei Jun paused, glancing cautiously at Zheng Yifei: "However, sir, although these two streets are bustling, the waters run deep. They are intricately intertwined, and behind almost every large shop is the shadow of one of the three major families or other powerful figures in the city."

When we patrol the streets, if we encounter trouble caused by the three major families, we usually have to go around them or try to reason with them politely. We must never resort to violence, otherwise we'll easily get ourselves into trouble.

Zheng Yifei nodded slightly without interrupting, which was within his expectations.

"What about SF Express's terminal?"

Zheng Yifei asked.

Upon hearing the words "Shunfeng Wharf," Wei Jun's expression turned noticeably grim, and even the four constables beside him subconsciously shrank back.

"Sir, this SF Express terminal... is a big problem."

Wei Jun gave a wry smile and pointed to a blue waterway at the southernmost end of the map, saying, "Shunfeng Wharf is located on the moat east of the city, connecting to the East China Sea. It is one of the important hubs for waterway freight in Liuhua County. Hundreds and thousands of merchant ships load and unload goods there every day."

"That place was a complete mess, a lawless wasteland. The docks were teeming with low-level laborers, wandering monks, and outlaws; it was a chaotic mix of all sorts, and the security was extremely poor."

The most dangerous thing is that more than a dozen gangs, large and small, are entrenched there.

"These gangs often engage in open-air brawls to seize control of the docks and collect protection money from merchant ships, and deaths are commonplace."

Among them, the two most powerful gangs are called the "Black Tiger Gang," whose leader is a body cultivator who has reached the Golden Core stage.

Another one is called the "Dragon Flood Dragon Society," whose leader is a treacherous and cunning poison cultivator.

Wei Jun swallowed hard and lowered his voice: "Sir, the reason why these gangs dare to be so rampant is because they are all backed by three major families."

The three families pride themselves on their noble status, and some of their shady and clandestine activities, such as suppressing competitors and smuggling contraband, are handled by these gangs.

Therefore, these gangs were completely lawless on the docks.

"Our former head constable was a tough guy who hated evil as much as he could."

He led his brothers to the docks to arrest a Black Tiger gang leader who had committed murder in the street, but not only did they fail to capture the man, they were also surrounded and humiliated by hundreds of gang members on the docks.

One night, the former head constable was walking home through a dark alley when someone put a sack over his head, broke both his legs, and crippled his cultivation.

The county government investigated for half a month but couldn't find a trace of him, and in the end, they had to let the matter drop.

The former head constable, left with no other option, resigned and returned to his hometown with his family to eke out a living.

After Wei Jun finished speaking, the office fell into a deathly silence. The four yamen runners lowered their heads, clearly harboring a deep fear of Shunfeng Wharf.

Zheng Yifei sat in the chair, his slender fingers tapping lightly on the table, making a rhythmic "tap, tap, tap" sound.

His mind was racing. He finally fully grasped the deeper meaning behind Magistrate Liu Zhengyi's words.

Liu Zhengyi gave him the most bustling Fengming Street and Yiyuan Street, which was a huge benefit and temptation for him.

On these two streets, he could easily amass a fortune of gold and silver coins and live a very comfortable life.

But this is also a test, a test of whether he will be corrupted by immediate interests, and whether he will become an obedient dog under the tyranny of the three major families.

The SF Express terminal, on the other hand, is a veritable den of iniquity, rife with gangsters and powerful figures behind the scenes.

Liu Zhengyi handed this mess over to him to test his skills, courage, and strength. He wanted to see if this "knife" from overseas was sharp enough to cut off the cancerous tumor of SF Express Terminal, eradicate this uncontrolled underground force, and restore the prestige of the county government.

But if Zheng Yifei succeeds, he will truly enter Liu Zhengyi's field of vision and become the county magistrate's most core confidant in his fight against the three major families.

"They're giving me both benefits and pressure, using me as a pawn to cross the river."

A cold, sharp smile curled at the corner of Zheng Yifei's lips.

However, Liu Zhengyi miscalculated one thing: Zheng Yifei was never a pawn to be manipulated; he was a player who was used to overturning the table.

Chaos at SF Express's terminals? Gangsters lurking around?

Very good!

Zheng Yifei was worried that he had no one else to use besides these five constables. Those hundreds of tough and violent gangsters, if he could subdue them, would be perfect henchmen for him to build an intelligence network and maintain order at "Jubaoge" in the future!

As for the three major families behind him, as long as he wears this official robe and stands on the moral high ground, he has plenty of ways to play along with them.

"Wei army."

Zheng Yifei suddenly stopped tapping on the table, stood up, grabbed the goose-feather knife on the table, and hung it at his waist.

"Your humble servant is here!"

Wei Jun immediately straightened his back.

"Call the brothers and grab your weapons."

Zheng Yifei straightened his dark brown official robes, his eyes flashing with a chilling sharpness.

"Sir, where are we going? To Fengming Street to collect this month's peace money?"

Wei Jun asked tentatively.

"What money do you want?"

Zheng Yifei strode towards the door, coldly tossing out a sentence, "To Shunfeng Wharf! I want to see if the gangsters in Liuhua County really have three heads and six arms!"

Wei Jun and the four constables exchanged glances, all seeing a hint of shock and barely concealed excitement in each other's eyes.

They've been suppressed by the dock gangs for too long. Today, this new dragon is finally going to cross the river!