Young Master Gao? Call me Little Grand Secretary!

Gao Zhao looked up at the sound and saw a burly man in tight-fitting clothes staring at him with sharp eyes!

"Gao Yanei is so arrogant! He's treating my brothers like pigs and dogs!" The big man glanced at the men whose clothes were tattered by Gao Zhao's whipping, his expression growing colder.

Gao Zhao glanced at Lin Chong beside him and felt reassured. "With Lin Chong by my side, we are invincible. Why would I be afraid of you?"

"So you're the leader of the Beggars' Sect?" Gao Zhao leaned back slightly, his eyes looking down arrogantly. He lightly tapped his riding whip and said disdainfully, "Hey, your brothers aren't well-trained. They're too lazy. I'll help you train them. No need for thanks!"

"This is outrageous! Do you think my Beggars' Sect is helpless?!" The burly man roared, leaping up and spreading his large hand to grab Gao Zhao.

However, he was not a fool. Knowing that Gao Zhao was no ordinary person and that he could not be harmed, he decided to capture him and scare him.

Living in Tokyo, I've naturally heard plenty about Gao Zhao's exploits. I figure that if I just scare this kind of spoiled brat, he'll be begging for mercy on his knees. Then I can just coax him gently and I'm not afraid of not being able to handle him!

However, just as he was about to capture Gao Zhao, a wooden stick suddenly appeared out of nowhere and struck him squarely on the head with a loud bang.

"Despicable! Unsportsmanlike conduct! You actually launched a sneak attack!" The burly man felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and, before he could even see who it was, he fell to the ground.

The scene fell silent for a moment as they watched their expert pounce on him, only to be knocked to the ground in mid-air by a single blow!

Everyone swallowed hard, their throats bobbing involuntarily. That blow looked incredibly painful!

Gao Zhao remained calm, seemingly unconcerned about the burly man's earlier attack. He raised his riding whip, wagged his finger, and smiled slightly, saying, "Your leader seems to be asleep! Tsk tsk, as expected of the Beggars' Sect! The ability to fall asleep so easily is truly admirable!"

At the same time, he was increasingly satisfied with Lin Chong, whose timing for that strike was just right!

Being a minute too early won't demonstrate your composure and calmness in the face of danger, while being a minute too late will truly frighten you!

Lin Chong is a real talent!

"He's not our leader..." Just as Gao Zhao decided to take Lin Chong to a brothel that night as an incentive, a man muttered to himself.

"Huh? Not your gang leader?" Gao Zhao glanced sideways, his face displeased, and said coldly, "Your gang leader has quite the airs, making a lowly bastard waste so much time talking to me..."

"Haha... Young master, please forgive me! It was I who failed to greet you properly and neglected you. I hope you will forgive me!"

Before Gao Zhao could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a hearty laugh. Turning his head, he saw a short, stout old man with kind eyes and a wealthy appearance jogging over.

"This old man, Fu Jin, greets the young master!" The old man bowed and greeted the young master from before the horse.

"So you are the leader of the Beggars' Sect?" Gao Zhao looked him up and down, finding it hard to believe that someone capable of such acts as mutilation and killing would look like this!

Fu Jin forced a smile and said, "It's just a bunch of poor brothers giving me face by calling me that. How could I dare call myself a gang leader in front of the young master!"

As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face!

Since the other party was so polite, Gao Zhao couldn't retaliate, but he was wary in his heart. Such smooth and worldly people were the most difficult to deal with!

He dismounted and returned a smile, saying, "Chief Fu, please don't stand on ceremony. I've been here for quite some time, and only now am I seeing your true face. What face do I have to offer?"

"Young Master, you flatter me!" Fu Jin bowed repeatedly, saying, "This old man was hosting a banquet for you today, so naturally I had to be extra careful. I was just making preparations when these people, so uncouth, actually offended you. It's truly an offense!"

"I see!" Gao Zhao nodded, casually tossing the reins to the man beside him, and said with a half-smile, "I thought Chief Fu was hiding to the side, deliberately making things difficult for me, trying to test me!"

"Ah...this..." Fu Jin paused slightly, then burst into laughter: "Young Master, you jest! It's already an honor for this old man to have you here; how could I possibly have such thoughts!"

"Oh, it seems I misunderstood!" Gao Zhao didn't care about his explanation. The reason he brought this up was to tell the other party not to show off his intelligence in front of him. Now that he had achieved his goal, he would stop.

He casually replied and headed straight for the restaurant.

Fu Jin gave him a deep look, then quickly jogged forward and gestured for him to lead the way.

Lin Chong followed Gao Zhao, listening to his veiled conversation with Fu Jin, feeling surprised and uncertain. Could this really be the kind of thing that this playboy Gao Zhao would say!

The things he said this morning might have been learned from others, but how should we interpret the conversation we're having now?

He couldn't help but have a bold guess: could the previous "playboy" have all been Gao Zhao in disguise?

So what is his purpose? And why does he need to put on such a disguise?

Lin Chong dared not think too deeply about it, as Gao Qiu was clearly involved!

He followed the two men into a secluded courtyard with a complicated expression. Immediately, three more men came to greet them. After some introductions, Fu Jin revealed that they were all heroes and valiant men from the capital city of Tokyo.

This man had originally been invited by a bribe to witness how Gao Yanei was afraid of the Beggars' Gang and dared not attend the banquet, but unexpectedly he actually met Gao Zhao.

Regardless of how much they looked down on Gao Zhao's character, they were all extremely respectful and courteous to this son of a high-ranking official!

To make a living in Tokyo, one inevitably has to deal with officials, but high-ranking officials like Gao Qiu are people they will never come into contact with in their entire lives!

Currently, there are serious vacancies in the Imperial Guards in the capital, but even so, there are still tens of thousands of them. The expenses for feeding the people and horses are huge. If even a little bit can slip through his fingers, it would be an enormous benefit!

This is still the most obvious and insignificant benefit, not to mention the enormous influence brought about by the power of high-ranking officials!

It is often said that the Song Dynasty valued civil officials more than military ones, which is indeed true. The Song Dynasty always prioritized benefits over etiquette for military generals, but this was in comparison to civil officials of the same rank. For those who were just getting by at the bottom, they were generally high above and unapproachable!

Gao Zhao did not discriminate against these people from all walks of life. He even employed street urchins like Fu An, let alone these people!

As long as both sides have something to offer, then everyone can be good friends!

After exchanging greetings, the crowd ushered Gao Zhao to his seat of honor. They then clapped their hands and paid their respects. Gao Zhao subconsciously moved closer to Lin Chong.

However, instead of executioners, a group of dancers in light gauze robes entered. Each of them had a graceful figure and a beautiful face. As they sang and danced, their cool silk robes fluttered up and down, revealing glimpses of the figures, which was quite a sight!

"Art, this is art! Gentlemen!" Gao Zhao exclaimed, his eyes wide with excitement.

Everyone smiled without saying a word. In the entire city of Tokyo, who didn't know Gao Yanei's reputation for being a womanizer? Fu Jin's arrangement today had hit Gao Zhao's weak spot!

After the dance ended, Fu Jin smiled at the women and said, "We're all a bunch of roughnecks, only Young Master can understand your dance moves. Why don't you go and discuss some art with him!"

The women smiled gracefully, rose elegantly, and walked towards Gao Zhao.

"This...isn't that inappropriate?" Gao Zhao smiled broadly, feigning refusal.

Fu Jin's expression turned serious as he advised, "Art is the only thing that should not be let down!"

Gao Zhao had no choice but to obey!