One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

……

At this time.

In the car following closely behind.

Dai Jun was sitting in the driver's seat, feeling extremely guilty.

He couldn't refuse the dinner party tonight and drank about half a bottle of beer.

I thought I was fine because I can hold my liquor, but I saw a DUI checkpoint right after I turned the corner, and now I'm starting to panic.

He saw everything that happened in the car in front of him clearly!

The red light on that testing device was flashing like a lantern!

He could hear the alarm through the car window!

And the result?!

They just drove off like that, completely unconcerned!

The traffic police didn't even bother to investigate properly!

Dai Jun's eyes darted around, and he immediately had a plan in mind.

"Wow, the person in that car up ahead is definitely a big shot! They must have some serious connections!"

"If I could climb up the ladder and make some connections, wouldn't I be able to get away with this drunk driving incident today?"

It was his turn to be tested.

The traffic policeman walked to the car window and handed over the testing device: "Hello, please cooperate..."

Dai Jun didn't respond at all. He rolled down his window, put on a big smile, and started to strike up a conversation with the traffic policeman in a very familiar manner:

"Oh, traffic police officer, you're still on duty so late at night, you're really working hard!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the rear of the black Audi that hadn't gone far ahead, winking and gesturing:

"Well, comrade, I understand, I understand!"

"I was with the car in front of me!"

The traffic policeman, holding the testing device, stared blankly at Dai Jun, whose face was covered in grease, as if he were looking at someone with an intellectual disability.

"What do you mean 'together'? The one in front of you is a designated driver!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Jun slapped his thigh, his smile widening as if he had finally found his people:

"Oh dear! Comrade! This is truly a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple; even family members don't recognize each other!"

"Is that the Dai family over there? What a coincidence!"

Dai Jun patted his chest and proudly announced loudly:

"Young comrade, to be honest, I'm also from the Dai family!"

"We're all in the same system. Look at the mess this has gotten into, can you make an exception?"

The traffic policeman's face twitched noticeably twice.

But he still patiently said:

"Your Dai family won't do! You have to be in his position!!"

The smile on Dai Jun's face instantly froze when he saw the testing device flashing red light pressed against his lips.

"Holy shit..."

Dai Jun gripped the steering wheel, tears welling in his eyes, and let out a desperate wail:

"Oh no... I've accidentally wandered into the imperial palace!!!"

……

Twenty minutes later.

The black Audi stopped at the entrance of a secluded alley near Panjiayuan.

There isn't even a streetlamp here, and on both sides are dilapidated storefronts with their doors closed.

"We're here, Brother Chu Lan, let's get out of the car." Feng Xingtong unbuckled his seatbelt.

Zhang Chulan pushed open the car door, and the night breeze dissipated much of the effects of the alcohol.

He rubbed his eyes and looked around at the dark, dead-end alley.

"Brother Xingtong, are you sure this is the place? There doesn't even look like a ghost here."

"This is just the periphery."

Feng Xingtong led them to a peeling wooden door at the deepest part of the alley.

He skillfully knocked three long taps and two short taps on the door frame.

Soon, the wooden door was pulled open from the inside.

Two burly men with sharp eyes stood guard behind the door. When they saw Feng Xingtong, they nodded slightly and made way for her.

As soon as I stepped across the threshold.

The scene before my eyes changed instantly.

As you descend a series of stone steps, a massive, brightly lit underground plaza comes into view!

The place was bustling with people, and various stalls lined up one after another.

There were people selling magical artifacts, information, and rare medicinal herbs. There were even several underground boxing matches taking place in the arena, with cheers rising higher and higher.

This is the most famous underground black market in Beijing's supernatural community—the Golden Toad Pavilion!

"My goodness, this is a whole new world!"

Zhang Chulan smacked his lips, finally sobering up completely.

Just then.

Feng Xingtong's cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

He took it out, looked at it, and immediately answered the call, his attitude becoming extremely respectful.

"Dad, we've arrived. Yes, Brother Chu Lan is right next to me. Okay, I'll give him the phone."

Feng Xingtong handed the phone to Zhang Chulan: "Brother Chulan, my dad is looking for you."

Zhang Chulan took the phone: "Hello? President Feng?"

On the other end of the phone, Feng Zhenghao sounded extremely pleased, exuding an air of complete confidence.

"Chu Lan, have we arrived?"

"This place is called Golden Toad Pavilion. It is the most core underground property of the Wang family, and its daily cash flow is astronomical."

Feng Zhenghao paused deliberately, his tone becoming very meaningful:

“The Wang family attaches great importance to this place and usually has a large number of troops guarding it. They have even spread the word that the Golden Toad Pavilion is the safest place in the capital.”

"No one has ever dared to cause trouble here!"

"So, the reason I'm bringing you here today is to let you and Xingtong join in the fun and broaden your horizons. Don't feel guilty."

Zhang Chulan listened to the voice on the phone, his eyes darting around twice.

The smile on his lips gradually widened, eventually turning into that shameless, wicked grin.

"Hey! Uncle Feng, what are you saying?"

Zhang Chulan held his phone, looking at several Wang family guards patrolling not far away.

"Don't worry, I, Zhang Chulan, am known for my meticulousness in handling matters."

On the other end of the phone, Feng Zhenghao let out a hearty laugh.

"Hahaha! Chu Lan, you're quick-witted, I trust you!"

Feng Zhenghao's voice suddenly turned serious.

"Xing Tong is right next to you, give him the phone."

Zhang Chulan handed the phone back to Feng Xingtong.

Feng Zhenghao instructed his son over the phone:

"Xing Tong, listen carefully."

"Tonight, once you enter this door, you will be under Chu Lan's command."

"If he tells you to go east, don't go west; if he tells you to flip the table, don't grab the chair."

"Your only task tonight is to listen more, observe more, and do less. Learn from how Chu Lan handles things, understand?"

"Understood, Dad!" Feng Xingtong hung up the phone, her eyes filled with more inquiry and expectation as she looked at Zhang Chulan.

"Brother Chu Lan, what do we do now?"

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"Alright, since Uncle Feng has spoken, let's have some fun today!"

He rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes shining as he scanned the bustling underground plaza of the Golden Toad Pavilion.

Feng Xingtong put her phone away and looked at Zhang Chulan's expression, feeling a little uneasy.

Zhang Chulan led the two of them as they wandered aimlessly through the market, touching and looking at everything.

Suddenly, a crowd of people gathered in front of a stall, three or four deep.

And from time to time, gasps of shock and sighs of regret could be heard.

"One cut makes you poor, one cut makes you rich, one cut leaves you in rags!"

"Place your order now, time to cut the stone!"

Upon hearing this noise, Zhang Chulan's DNA instantly stirred.

"Jade gambling?! This is a black market business?"