I run a casino in the immortal realm.

In the afternoon in Liuhua County, the sunlight shines through the clouds onto the bluestone streets, and the shops along the street are doing brisk business, with vendors calling out their wares one after another.

Zheng Yifei, dressed in a dark brown official robe and with a goose-feather sword at his waist, walked at the very front of the procession.

Wei Jun and four Foundation Establishment stage yamen runners followed closely behind, maintaining a neat pace.

The group of six walked along Fengming Street, and the merchants along the way bowed their heads in greeting when they saw them.

After the incident at the docks, the merchants and gangs throughout Liuhua County now know that the police station has a new, more formidable head constable.

However, Zheng Yifei did not display any arrogant or domineering attitude.

He walked slowly, his eyes scanning the shops on both sides. If he encountered people arguing in the street, he wouldn't stop for a moment unless they started fighting.

When Zheng Yifei reached the middle of Yiyuan Street, he stopped. There was a teahouse called "Qingxin Pavilion" in front of him. The storefront was not big, but it was very clean inside and out, and the aroma of tea filled the air.

"Go inside and rest for a while."

Zheng Yifei pointed to the teahouse.

"Yes, sir."

Wei Jun quickly stepped forward and entered the teahouse first, calling out to the manager, "Manager, please arrange a private seat by the window on the second floor for our Lord Zheng. Bring us your best spirit tea and a few plates of your signature snacks."

The teahouse owner was a fat old man in his fifties. When he saw several officials enter, especially Zheng Yifei walking in front, he trembled with fear.

He had heard of the new constable's formidable reputation.

"Oh, gentlemen, please come upstairs. We've been saving a private room for you."

The innkeeper personally led the way, bowing and scraping as he invited Zheng Yifei and the others to the quietest private room on the second floor.

Zheng Yifei sat down by the window, opened the window, and could see the bustling street below.

Wei Jun and the four yamen runners stood respectfully to the side, not daring to sit down.

"Why are you standing? Sit down."

Zheng Yifei pointed to the chair next to him.

The Wei soldiers exchanged glances before cautiously sitting down, but only daring to sit on one side of their buttocks, keeping their backs ramrod straight.

Soon, a waiter from the teahouse came in carrying a tray and placed a pot of steaming spirit tea and four plates of exquisite pastries on the table.

"My lord, please enjoy your meal. If you need anything, please let me know."

After pouring the tea, the waiter fled as if he were escaping.

Zheng Yifei picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and nodded: "It tastes good. Wei Jun, you should try some too."

The Wei soldiers were flattered and took a symbolic sip of tea.

The group sat in the teahouse for more than an hour.

Sipping tea and chatting about city gossip, time flew by. For the low-level clerks who were always on edge, this was a rare moment of leisure.

As dusk fell, the sun began to set in the west.

Zheng Yifei stood up and straightened his official robes: "Let's go back to the county office to report."

The group followed them downstairs. Reaching the counter, the shopkeeper, head bowed calculating accounts, quickly came out to greet them: "Lord Zheng, have you finished your drink? We apologize for any shortcomings in our hospitality."

Zheng Yifei nodded and turned to look at the Wei army: "Settle the bill."

Wei Jun was stunned for a moment, thinking he had misheard. In Liuhua County, the police officers always ate and drank for free when they went to teahouses and taverns. Who would dare to charge them?

"My lord... this..."

The Wei army hesitated.

The teahouse owner was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no! It's an honor for our humble establishment that Lord Zheng can come to our shop for tea. How could we possibly accept your money! Consider this a small token of my respect for you."

Zheng Yifei looked at the shopkeeper, his tone calm but undeniable: "The price is what it should be. Wei Jun, pay up."

Wei Jun dared not waste any more words, took out five silver coins from his pocket, and placed them on the counter.

The shopkeeper stared in disbelief at the silver coins on the counter.

It wasn't until Zheng Yifei and the others left the teahouse that he came to his senses. He carefully put the two silver coins into the drawer, staring at Zheng Yifei's retreating figure with disbelief in his eyes.

"This new constable Zheng... is quite something."

The shopkeeper muttered to himself. He had run a teahouse on this street for over a decade and had seen countless corrupt officials who demanded bribes. But Zheng Yifei, a powerful man who didn't oppress the kind-hearted and even insisted on paying for his tea according to the rules, was a rare sight in the officialdom. He was truly a breath of fresh air.

After returning to the county government office to report his mission and changing out of his official robes, Zheng Yifei did not go home. Instead, he led Wei Jun directly to wait for Wang Bo at the entrance of the county government office.

Not long after, Wang Bo came out wearing a low-key gray long gown.

"Brother Zheng, I've kept you waiting."

Wang Bo greeted them with a smile, but didn't pay any attention to Wei Jun standing next to him.

"Brother, what are you saying? Shall we go get something to eat now?"

"Okay, let's just grab a bite somewhere. The real show is yet to come."

Wang Bo touched his stomach.

The three of them didn't go to a fancy restaurant, but instead found a clean mutton restaurant on the street, ordered three catties of braised mutton and a few cold dishes, and had a simple meal.

After dinner, it was completely dark.

The three left the mutton restaurant and headed straight west of the city.

The enormous vermilion signboard of the Sihai Casino shimmered with a mesmerizing light in the night, while four expressionless Golden Core stage guards still stood at the entrance.

Wang Bo walked at the front, with his hands behind his back, and walked up the steps with a pigeon-toed gait.

The guards at the gate did not stop Wang Bo when they saw him; they simply bowed slightly and greeted him as "Lord Wang."

Wang Bo nodded and led Zheng Yifei and Wei Jun through the gambling den's doors.

The lobby on the first floor was still bustling with noise. Wang Bo didn't stop and led them directly through the lobby to the staircase leading to the second floor.

The guards on the second floor also let Wang Bo pass.

Upon reaching the second floor, the environment immediately became quiet. Wang Bo walked confidently to the door of a room with a sign that read "Office of Managers," and went inside.

Inside the room, a middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe and sporting a mustache was doing accounts.

Upon seeing Wang Bo enter, the middle-aged man immediately put down his brush and greeted him with a broad smile.

The manager greeted them warmly.

"Manager Li, don't give me that crap. I'm not here to play around."

Wang Bo pointed to Zheng Yifei behind him and said, "Let me introduce you. This is Zheng Yifei, the newly appointed head constable of our county government."

Manager Li turned his gaze to Zheng Yifei and sized him up.

Although he had never met Zheng Yifei, Zheng's name had become widely known in Liuhua County these past two days.

"So it's Officer Zheng, my apologies for not recognizing you."

Manager Li cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

Wang Bo pulled up a chair and sat down, then tapped the table: "Manager Li, Brother Zheng heard that your third floor has a big venue and wants to go up and play a few rounds. I'm just bringing him here today to familiarize himself with the place."

Manager Li was an extremely shrewd man. He knew that he couldn't afford to offend the county magistrate's registrar, especially since there was a new head constable with unfathomable power standing next to him.

Manager Li turned around and walked behind the counter, opened a locked drawer, and took out a pure gold plaque. The plaque was engraved with intricate patterns, and the words "Sihai" (meaning "All Under Heaven") were written in the middle.

He handed the gold medal to Zheng Yifei with both hands: "Lord Zheng, this is our Sihai Gambling House's VIP card. With this card, you can go up to the third floor at any time."

Furthermore, if you're having a bad run of luck at the casino, you can use this token to withdraw 100,000 gold coins in chips at the counter at any time, with the lowest interest rate. This is a special privilege our gambling den offers to its patrons.

Zheng Yifei took the gold medal, weighed it in his hand, and found it heavy, with faint fluctuations of array formation on it.

"You're too kind, Manager Li."

Zheng Yifei pocketed the gold medal.

"The three of you, please follow me."

Manager Li personally led the way, taking them out of the room and to the stairwell leading to the third floor.