The proof of Emperor Wu began with daily rewards for diligence.

Chapter 80 Chaos

The next day, as dawn broke, Chen Jue finished getting ready and headed to the newly renovated Kaiyang Garrison.

The new garrison was rebuilt on the original site and is quite impressive, with both the land area and office space being twice that of the original garrison.

The cost was the elimination of half of the warehouses and a large number of parking spaces, which meant that many patrol vehicles had to park on the roadside.

The building was new, the walls were white, and the floor was bright. The guard at the post greeted Chen Jue warmly as usual, as if the garrison was still the same as before.

Chen Jue climbed the steps and entered the building, finding the office of Tang Shuo, the director of the general office.

Compared to the past, the atmosphere in the General Office was noticeably more oppressive and somber at this time.

"Group Three doesn't want you to go back, and Group Four was completely destroyed. It's really hard to arrange your whereabouts—"

Since they were all old acquaintances, Tang Shuo got straight to the point.

"What Qi Suo means is that you and Xiao Wu should continue to maintain the security of Cuihu Street."

"The patrol hours are from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m. for the time being, with no days off for the week. Weekly leave will be accumulated and will be taken as leave or converted into wages later."

Chen Jue was somewhat surprised to hear this and asked, "What about the other time slots? Who will cover our shifts?"

Tang Shuo shrugged. "I don't know, there don't seem to be any plans yet."

""

Chen Jue's lips twitched slightly. "With such a perfunctory patrol arrangement, how can street order be maintained?"

"The garrison has undergone dramatic changes and is in a period of rebuilding. It is normal that there is a shortage of manpower and the work arrangements are a little chaotic at this time."

Tang Shuo poured himself a glass of water from the water dispenser and sat back down in his office chair.

Chen Jue looked where he had placed the cup and saw a stack of documents at the top, with a transfer document signed "Tang Shuo".

It feels numb when you squeeze it, Director Tang!

I had thought of you as an honest person who upholds justice.

So you yourself are about to run away with the bucket, yet you're still here comforting the grassroots inspectors?

"————" Chen Jue felt there was nothing more to say.

Although Tang Shuo said one thing, he deliberately showed him the transfer order.

The implication is quite clear: he is not optimistic about the future of the garrison, and therefore secretly advises Chen Jue to make plans as soon as possible.

"In that case, thank you very much, Director Tang."

""

Chen Jue bowed his thanks, walked through the corridor, and went downstairs back to the brand-new large office of Group Four.

The four offices, once teeming with scoundrels, now have only one person remaining.

Wu Nanyuan was intently focused, her head down, rapidly tapping the phone screen with her slender fingers.

Chen Jue's Dragon Diving Abyss Steps were at their peak, and his Concealing Spirit Technique was almost divine, making it far too easy for him to hide his aura.

With Wu Nanyuan's martial arts realm approaching the late stage of True Qi Realm, he didn't even notice Chen Jue opening the door, allowing Chen Jue to silently arrive behind him.

Chen Jue glanced down at the other person's phone screen and saw that Wu Nanyuan was bargaining with a Wuhan University student.

One bid hovered around 7750 per pill, while the other countered with a price around 7500 per pill. The two sides went back and forth, clearly stating their advantages and disadvantages, engaging in a lively debate.

"I finally understand what it means to be timid and submissive in real life but fierce and ruthless online."

""

Chen Jue's soft sigh, like a thunderclap, exploded in Wu Nanyuan's mind.

Wu Nanyuan threw her phone like a hot potato, and it hit the partition in the middle with a soft "thud".

"No? It's a good thing for a martial artist to have a side job. What's with this guilty look on your face?"

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Chen Jue had been helping him sell Lingya Pills for almost a month, so he couldn't understand why Wu Nanyuan was still reacting so strongly.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness!"

""

Wu Nanyuan's skin, exposed outside the mask, was burning red. When she turned around and saw Chen Jue, she patted her flat chest, still shaken.

"What the hell?"

Chen Jue glared at Wu Nanyuan with disappointment and said, "We've been ordered to continue patrolling Cuihu Street. If you feel it's dangerous, you can go back to the Wu family as soon as possible."

"I don't want to go back. I want to keep this job." Wu Nanyuan picked up her phone from the table, held it in her hands in front of her chest, and stubbornly looked back at Chen Jue.

"Don't you have a side hustle? Are you still relying on this fixed salary?" Chen Jue glanced at the phone the girl was holding to her chest.

"Almost ten thousand, that's quite a lot. After I gradually reveal my cultivation level, my salary will rise to thirteen or forty thousand —" Wu Nanyuan corrected him seriously.

Looking at Wu Nanyuan, who was full of hope for the future, Chen Jue seemed to see himself two months ago.

"What else is there to say? Let's go, you chosen working class."

""

Chen Jue beckoned Wu Nanyuan downstairs.

For the past two weeks, he has been so busy cultivating that he has no idea what the situation is like in Kaiyang Community.

Today, both Chen and Wu were dressed in imposing black patrol uniforms with cross-collar and right-fastening lapels.

The two stood side by side, and at first glance, they looked like a pair of inspectors who had worked together for many years and had a tacit and experienced relationship.

People say that enemies often meet on a narrow road.

The two had just gone down one floor when they bumped into Zeng You, the leader of Group Three.

He was sighing and looking worried. Although he was only over fifty, he was already hunched over and looked very old.

Chen Jue had heard his uncle mention that the Third Group had been having a tough time lately.

The districts under its jurisdiction were almost entirely controlled by the Fire Cult.

The illicit income that used to make money is now being devoured by others.

As the head of a group, Zeng You didn't dare utter a single word to the new director.

As the saying goes, taking someone's money is like killing their parents.

Given Zeng You's inaction, one can imagine the immense resentment within the three groups.

"Hey! Isn't this Team Leader Zeng?"

"Is this to go out and negotiate with the Fire Cult and help the brothers get revenge?"

""

The two had a long-standing grudge, and Chen Jue was not about to let go of this opportunity to mock him so closely.

Upon hearing this, Zeng You's face darkened, he snorted coldly, ignored Chen Jue completely, and turned to leave.

"Team Leader Zeng definitely wouldn't dare to negotiate with the Fire Sect. Last week, a colleague from Team Three was injured by the Fire Sect, and that colleague had to pay for his own medical expenses."

Wu Nanyuan, who is not good with words and has a cool and cute demeanor, suddenly said this from the side.

"Pfft!" Chen Jue almost burst out laughing.

"You!" Zeng You was also quite angry. He turned around abruptly and glared at Wu Nanyuan with fierce eyes.

Upon seeing this, Chen Jue instantly suppressed his smile, his expression turning fierce as he glared at Zeng You.

"Try glaring at my partner again? I'll see if I can gouge out your dog eyes!"

Chen Jue held up two fingers and gestured as if he were poking someone's eye.

Zeng You shrank back and subconsciously took a step back.

"Haha, coward!"

""

Chen Jue laughed wildly and pulled Wu Nanyuan downstairs.

Zeng You remained standing there, his face turning a deep purplish-red. After his chest heaved violently several times, he spat out another mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the railing.

Although she knew that Chen Jue had deliberately used her to intimidate Zeng You, she still enjoyed the feeling of being protected.

Just then, a group of patrolmen covered in blood rushed into the garrison gate in a panic.

The man in the lead had a broken forehead and was carrying a dying man on his back. Around them was a group of patrolmen, all with injuries, each holding a knife and protecting the two men.

"Team Leader Zhu?" Chen Jue recognized the man on the back who was barely alive; it was none other than Team Leader Zhu Hang.

"What's going on here?" He was met by the group of disheveled inspectors.

"Chen Jue?"

The patrol team breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the person who came was Chen Jue.

This young man is a legendary figure in the garrison.

Although I haven't worked many days, every time I've been injured and forced to leave the job, I've faced formidable opponents.

In addition, there are rumors that Zeng You, the leader of the third group, was so angry with him that he vomited blood.

Many people speculate that Chen Jue is exceptionally capable, a leader whose abilities are no less than those of the garrison leader.