I run a casino in the immortal realm.

Only after Zheng Yifei and the others disappeared at the end of the street did Lei Hu let out a long sigh of relief and plop down on the stone lock next to him.

"Vice Leader, are we just going to let him take the things like that?"

A trusted aide leaned over and asked, unwilling to give up.

"Snapped!"

Lei Hu slapped his confidant across the face, making him spin around on the spot: "If we don't let him take it, are you expecting him to tear down our headquarters? Are you blind? Can't you see that he's a ruthless Nascent Soul stage expert?"

"Go! Immediately send someone to investigate this guy surnamed Zheng! What's his background? How did he suddenly end up as a lowly constable in the police station?"

The news that the canal gang had backed down spread like wildfire throughout the entire SF Express terminal.

The rest of the trip went exceptionally smoothly.

Zheng Yifei led his men to the Black Tiger Gang, the Fishing Gang, and several of the largest underground gambling dens.

Without exception, the leaders or deputy leaders of these gangs stood outside the entrance of their respective halls to greet them early in the morning.

They had already received word that the new head constable was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator with a fiery temper, prone to violence at the slightest provocation.

Although these gang leaders were also at the early or middle stage of the Nascent Soul realm, they were used to lording it over others at the docks. Who would be willing to fight to the death with a fellow cultivator representing the government?

Therefore, wherever Zheng Yifei went, he received the highest level of hospitality, and various gangs generously offered him lavish "gifts" upon taking office.

The Black Tiger Gang donated five mid-grade spirit stones, the Fishing Gang donated four, and the major gambling dens added up to sixteen.

After walking around, it was completely dark, and lights began to twinkle on the dock, signaling the start of the nightlife.

Zheng Yifei led his men back to the county police station's office.

Close the door and light the oil lamp.

Wei Jun placed all the satchels and wooden boxes he was carrying on the desk.

"Sir, today's trip has been the most profitable one in the history of our police station."

Wei Jun's voice trembled slightly.

The four Foundation Establishment stage yamen runners stared intently at the table, swallowing hard.

Zheng Yifei sat in the chair and opened the wooden boxes one by one.

Thirty mid-grade spirit stones, radiating a rich spiritual energy, shimmered with a captivating luster under the light of the oil lamp.

Beside it was a huge pile of gleaming gold coins, more than two thousand in total.

This fortune was an unprecedented sum for these low-ranking yamen runners, something they had never seen in their entire lives.

Zheng Yifei looked at these things with a calm expression. He picked up the gold coins on the table and casually fiddled with them.

"Wei army."

"Your humble servant is here!"

Wei Jun quickly straightened his back.

"My brothers have been running around with me all day today, thank you for your hard work."

Zheng Yifei pointed to the gold coins on the table: "You five can divide these gold coins among yourselves."

"what?"

Wei Jun was stunned, as were the four yamen runners.

They thought they had misheard. According to the usual practice, the head constable would take the lion's share of the spoils collected when he led his team out to collect money, while his men would be lucky to get a small share, perhaps a dozen or so gold coins.

Two thousand gold coins to them? How is that possible!

"My lord...this...this is against the rules! This money is a tribute from various merchants; how dare we take it?"

Wei Jun swallowed hard. Although he was extremely eager to try it, he resisted the temptation and declined.

"My rules are the rules."

Zheng Yifei said without any room for argument, "I'm giving it to you, so take it. Serving under me, as long as you are obedient and efficient, I'll make sure you get your share of the spoils."

As he spoke, he counted out ten more mid-grade spirit stones from the thirty and pushed them in front of Wei Jun.

"These ten mid-grade spirit stones, two for each of you five. Use them to cultivate diligently and improve your cultivation. Don't let your legs go weak in fear of a few gang henchmen when you go out with me on business in the future, and embarrass me."

This caused an uproar in the public housing.

The four Foundation Establishment stage yamen runners knelt down in unison with a "thump," so excited that tears were about to fall. They usually used low-grade spirit stones for cultivation, and they never even dared to dream of using mid-grade spirit stones.

"Thank you so much for your generous gift, sir! I will never forget your great kindness!"

"From now on, wherever you point, I will do it! I won't even flinch!"

Wei Jun's eyes were also red.

He had been stuck at the early stage of the Golden Core realm for many years because he didn't have enough resources to buy pills and spirit stones. These two mid-grade spirit stones were a godsend for him, and might even allow him to break through to the middle stage of the Golden Core realm.

He is now completely and utterly devoted to Zheng Yifei.

This new head constable is not only powerful and ruthless, but also incredibly generous, showing no greed whatsoever.

Following such a leader, they're sure to have a bright future! This is the most generous and most trustworthy constable they've ever encountered since they started working.

"Alright, get up, everyone. Pack your things."

Zheng Yifei waved his hand.

He had his own reasons for being so generous.

What he needed were absolutely loyal subordinates. Using this insignificant benefit to gain the unwavering loyalty of these five local bullies was a very worthwhile deal.

"Wei army."

Zheng Yifei pointed to the remaining twenty mid-grade spirit stones on the table. "Put these twenty spirit stones away. Go to the backyard now and give this to Chief Constable Wan. Tell him it's the peace money that the various gangs have paid. I'm new here and this is a token of my respect to Chief Constable Wan."

Upon hearing this, Wei Jun's admiration for Zheng Yifei rose to a new level.

This official not only knew how to win over his subordinates, but also how to show respect to his superiors. By handing over the lion's share to the chief constable, he not only understood the rules, but also presented a perfect pledge of loyalty.

"Yes! I'll take care of it right away!"

Wei Jun carefully placed twenty mid-grade spirit stones into a wooden box, turned around, and quickly walked out of the office.

The backyard of the county government office, Wan Chongshan's residence.

Wan Chongshan was sitting in a grand chair, sipping a pot of fine spiritual tea. He was in a good mood today, having unexpectedly acquired a bottle of top-grade Spirit Nourishing Pills.

"Knock knock knock".

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Wei Jun pushed open the door and walked in, bowing respectfully: "Chief Constable."

"Oh, it's Wei Jun. How's that new Constable Zheng? Did he cause any trouble on his first day?"

Wan Chongshan put down his teacup and casually asked.

He assigned the SF Express terminal to Zheng Yifei partly out of a desire to see what would happen; the place was too murky, and he wanted to see if this outsider would suffer a setback.

"Reporting to you, sir, Lord Zheng took us to Shunfeng Wharf today."

Wei Jun placed the wooden box in his hand on the table in front of Wan Chongshan.

"He went to the docks? Didn't they make things difficult for him, those troublemakers from the Canal Gang and the Black Tiger Gang?"

Wan Chongshan raised an eyebrow.

Wei Jun reported truthfully: "When Lord Zheng exerted his power at the Cao Gang's headquarters, Ma San, the gang's manager, knelt down. Later, Lei Hu, the deputy leader of the Cao Gang, personally came out to apologize. When the other gangs heard the news, they also obediently paid their 'peace money'."

A hint of surprise flashed in Wan Chongshan's eyes after hearing this.

Although he knew that Zheng Yifei was in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, the fact that he could make the Cao Gang back down with just his intimidation without even drawing his sword was no ordinary feat.

"Oh? Looks like this kid has some skill. What's this?"

"This was sent by Lord Zheng. He said it was a tribute from the various gangs to show their respect to the Chief Constable."

As Wei Jun spoke, he took a step back.

Wan Chongshan casually opened the wooden box.

When he saw the twenty mid-grade spirit stones neatly arranged in the box, his hand holding the teacup trembled violently, almost spilling tea on his clothes.

"This...this was paid by the grain transport guild?"

Wan Chongshan stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

Having served as the chief constable of Liuhua County for so many years, he knew all too well the character of those gangs at the docks.

Those guys are all misers. They're lucky if they can scrape together a few gold coins. When have you ever seen them take out mid-grade spirit stones?

"Yes, sir. The Canal Gang, the Black Tiger Gang, the Fishermen's Gang, and several gambling dens have all been handed over."

Wei Jun replied.

Wan Chongshan took a deep breath and closed the wooden box.

He stood up and paced back and forth in the room. His previous slight contempt for Zheng Yifei had completely vanished.

This Zheng Yifei is no ordinary person!

Not only is his cultivation solid, but he also has strong methods and can keep the local bullies at the docks in check;

More importantly, he knew the rules and how to conduct himself. He managed to extract such a large sum of money from the stingy man, yet he didn't keep it all for himself; instead, he gave the lion's share to himself.

What does this mean? It means this guy is smart, a talent who can thrive in officialdom!

"Well done, Zheng Yifei."

Wan Chongshan stroked his beard, a satisfied smile spreading across his face: "Wei Jun, go back and tell Constable Zheng that I appreciate his gesture. From now on, at Shunfeng Wharf, as long as he follows the rules and gets into any trouble, I, Wan Chongshan, will cover for him!"

"Yes! I will certainly convey your message!"

The Wei army accepted the order and withdrew.

Wan Chongshan was the only one left in the room.

He looked at the wooden box on the table, then touched the bottle of high-grade Spirit-Nourishing Pills in his arms, and muttered to himself, "It seems that our Liuhua County Police Station has really gotten a powerful dragon this time. I just don't know if these three major families can keep him in check."