A god-tier fishing spot, anglers lined up to give me money.

Meanwhile, at the broken cave.

"Young Master, those three people swear they'll never tell, even if it means their own death."

Shirai Ito sat on a rock at the cave entrance, swinging his legs back and forth.

I slapped the side of my neck with my left hand, then opened my palm and there was nothing there.

"That damn mosquito, it's been biting me all night."

He waved to a middle-aged man standing next to him, "Uncle Zhang, remember to bring some mosquito coils next time. The mosquitoes here are even more venomous than my aunt's."

Zhang Luo stood two steps away, dressed in dark gray, his back straight, his gaze fixed on Shirai Ito: "Yes, young master."

Shirai Ito patted her neck again, then suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Zhang Luo:

"Uncle Zhang, what did you just say? Those three people... they swore they wouldn't talk?"

"Mm." Zhang Luo nodded.

"The interrogation lasted all night without a break."

After listening, Shiraito remained silent for a moment, then stood up from the rock, patted his bottom, and...

"If you can't get an answer, then don't ask."

He stretched, and as he raised his arm overhead, his joints made a series of soft "clicking" sounds.

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving. Those girls haven't seen me all night, they're probably dying of loneliness."

He yawned, then started walking away into the distance.

Let's go back to last night.

When Shiraito was being attacked by three against one, the swords and sticks flashed and clashed several times.

Seeing the three men behaving so rudely, Shirai Ito also abandoned his own code and called out dozens of people to watch together, including Knife Sheep, Lone Wolf, and Black Hawk.

As Black Hawk was pinned to the ground, he cursed at White Ito: "You have no martial ethics..."

Then she was dragged into a cave and served all night.

~

three days later.

Yang Qi was registering people at the entrance. There was a queue outside the iron fence. He wrote row after row of names on the list with his pen, calling out "Next."

Then he heard a voice coming from the back of the line, clearly penetrating his ears through the heads of dozens of people and the cacophony of voices.

"Hey there, Boss Yang, long time no see!"

Looking up, wow, Shirai Itō was walking in front, wearing a flashy Hawaiian shirt today, with a bright red background and yellow coconut trees printed on it, and sunglasses pushed up on his forehead.

Ten people followed behind him, lined up in two crooked rows. They all looked dejected, with dark circles under their eyes, as if they had been tortured for several nights in a row, and they walked with a limp.

Yang Qi's gaze shifted from Bai Yiteng to the 10 people.

He stopped on the seventh attempt. Zhang Fei, does he still dare to come?

No, why is he following behind Shiraito? Could it be that he kidnapped him? But why would he kidnap him?

"Hi, Mr. Yang."

Shiraito walked to the iron gate, placed her hands on the railing, tilted her head, and smiled brightly at him, "Long time no see! Did you miss me?"

Yang Qi's gaze was fixed on Zhang Fei, then swept over the ten men one by one.

They were all faces I'd seen on the surveillance footage.

His gaze returned to Bai Yiteng's smiling face, and he said coldly, "Young Master Bai, these ten people..."

Bai Yiteng noticed that Yang Qi's expression was off, and quickly waved his hand:

"Hey, hey, hey, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, this is a surprise, a surprise I brought for you!"

He turned to the side and pointed to a row of pitiful-looking people behind him, "These 10 people are the 10 who poisoned your reservoir. I caught them for you, isn't that a good thing?"

Yang Qi's brows furrowed even more: "A surprise?"

"They were captured by you? Mr. Gu's men came up empty-handed because they were already in your hands?"

Shiraito rubbed his nose: "Uh... sort of. I found out about it, so I kept an eye on it, and then somehow I intercepted it."

"We didn't get anything out of them!"

Yang Qi stood up and looked at Shiraito through the iron fence:

"So those 10 people have been in your hands all along? Three days ago, when you talked to me about the Dark Anchor organization and negotiated with me, they were already in your hands?"

Shiraito's smile froze for half a second: "...Well!"

"Young Master Bai," Yang Qi interrupted him, "You're amazing, you know who did it from beginning to end. Do you want to watch me jump around in a panic?"

The air crackled with tension, and the ten men who had been captured all lowered their heads, not daring to utter a sound.

Shiraito stood outside the iron fence, his bright smile turning into an awkward one.

He scratched the back of his head, took off his sunglasses, and twirled them in his hand twice: "...Well, I didn't think things through either, everything just happened so coincidentally."

Think about it, you have to understand my good intentions...

"Good intentions..."

Yang Qi repeated these four words, emphasizing each one.

His expression suggested he wanted to curse but couldn't find the right words. Finally, he took a step back and opened the iron gate.

"Come in."

Shiraito paused for a moment, then strode in.

She reached out to pat Yang Qi's shoulder, but Yang Qi dodged to the side.

Shirai Ito wasn't embarrassed. He withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket, then gestured with his chin towards the ten people behind him:

"Come in, everyone."

The ten people lined up to enter through the iron gate, and Yang Qi looked at them one by one.

Zhang Fei was second to last. When he passed Yang Qi, he turned his head slightly to avoid eye contact.

But Yang Qi's gaze remained fixed on his face, unwavering.

Zhang Fei glanced at him, and their eyes met briefly in mid-air.

Zhang Fei lowered his head and quickened his pace, taking a half-step to shrink into the crowd.

Bai Yiteng walked over to Yang Qi and nudged him with her shoulder:

"How about that? Pretty good, right? I've got everyone back for you, not a single one missing."

Yang Qi looked at the 10 people brought by Bai Yiteng but didn't say anything.

Bai Yiteng glanced at Yang Qi's expression and added, "He's here; you can do whatever you want with him. I only have one request..."

He took a half-step closer, his voice lowered: "Don't kill him. If you kill him, I'll have to deal with the body."

He straightened up and resumed his playful, grinning expression.

"How about this, you hand the person over to me, and I'll go to the Boundary Sea to work as a laborer, throw them onto the Great Wall as cannon fodder, it'll be a way to make use of them."

Yang Qi turned his head to look, his gaze landing on Shirai Itō's Hawaiian shirt, the coconut tree pattern almost blindingly bright.

He stared at that punchable face in silence for a moment, then finally closed his eyes and said, "...You really are punchable."

Shiraito chuckled: "Many people say that!"

Yang Qi: 😑😑😑...

He patted Yang Qi on the shoulder, and this time Yang Qi didn't flinch. "Alright, alright, I'm leaving the person to you. You can decide what to do with him. I'm leaving now; I didn't sleep well last night because of mosquito bites."

He turned and took two steps toward the door, then turned back: "Oh, by the way, if you find any mutated fish, remember to contact us. You can rest assured now; you and your family won't have any more shady characters causing trouble. The Bai family keeps their word."

Yang Qi stood at the door watching his back disappear, then turned his gaze back to the 10 people.

They all kept their heads down, none of them daring to raise them.

Yang Qi walked over and stood in front of them.

He looked at them one by one, his gaze lingering longest on Zhang Fei.

look up."

Zhang Fei slowly raised his head, "Boss, boss..."