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Chapter 335 -139 Wife: Husband, I Wait for Your Return (10,000 characters, please subscribe)_2

Chapter 335 -139 Wife: Husband, I Wait for Your Return (10,000 characters, please subscribe)_2

Hearing this, Si Xi, who stood not far away, couldn’t stand it anymore. The four main streets of White Tiger Hall: Peace, Yongchang, Tiger Head, and Big Vegetable Market, were the foundation upon which White Tiger Hall stood—territory that countless brothers had followed the Hall Master to obtain at the cost of their lives.

And this wasn’t just about territory; many brothers relied on these streets for their livelihoods. If we couldn’t even hold on to these streets, where would White Tiger Hall’s face be, and how could the brothers’ livelihoods be ensured?

What’s more, the Old Hall Master’s body wasn’t even cold yet, and now they were handing over the streets that the Old Hall Master had fought for with his life to Eagle Hall—how could the brothers inside the hall accept this!

Si Xi spoke with great emotion. Upon hearing this, Qin Ying’s face darkened with anger as he snapped, “What are you? I’m talking to your Hall Master, where do you come in? Get out!”

“You, my lord, can’t agree to this!”

Nan Batian, on the other hand, didn’t say a word, just watched Feng Xuan. In fact, he was also assessing Feng Xuan; this process was a test of obedience.

Qin Ying said, “Gang Leader, please be fair.”

Knowing full well Qin Ying had made an effort this time and deserved compensation, Nan Batian chuckled and said, “Hehe, yes, Elder Brother was a bit overbearing back then. Yongchang Street, which borders Eagle Hall, should belong to Eagle Hall.”

“What do you think, Sect Master Feng?”

Upon hearing this, Feng Xuan immediately responded with an apologetic smile, “Yes, yes, Yongchang Street belongs to Eagle Hall.”

“Good, Sect Master Feng, you’re a straightforward man, I like that. Tomorrow I’ll send someone to take over Yongchang Street, and at that time, I hope Sect Master Feng doesn’t go back on his word, hmm?”

“My lord!”

“Shut up, hehe, don’t worry Master Qin, I will not go back on my word.”

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Feng Xuan sternly rebuked Si Xi, and then followed up with that assurance to Qin Ying, who laughed heartily, “Good, good, Sect Master Feng is indeed more qualified than Peng Shizhong to be the hall master, hahaha… I have high hopes for you.”

Having divided up the spoils, Qin Ying was naturally overjoyed, oh, Yongchang Street, that was a big juicy piece of meat.

His Eagle Hall had always been inferior to White Tiger Hall, which had four streets, while Eagle Hall had only three. He had always been dissatisfied with this, but now that he had grabbed the juicy piece of meat that was Yongchang Street, he could consider it a rich year.

In this view, Peng Shizhong’s death was timely.

With his death, White Tiger Hall had fallen into Feng Xuan’s hands, who had been trained by the Gang Leader like a dog and was henceforth considered inconsequential.

And he was even willing to offer up his own fat meat; with Nan Lake going to the Inner Hall and Yongchang Street to himself, having acquired Yongchang Street, he could now raise at least an extra two hundred men.

With these thoughts, Feng Xuan continued, “Gang Leader, I know you wanted to test my loyalty.”

“I just want to tell you, Gang Leader, that my loyalty to you is wholehearted. So, in addition to Nan Lake and Yongchang Street, I’m willing to hand over all rights to the North Mountain Iron Mine to the gang, to show my determination.”

“What!”

Upon hearing this, not only Si Xi but even Fa Cai’s eyes widened in disbelief as they looked at Feng Xuan.

You’re going to hand over the North Mountain Iron Mine—are you insane?

Iron, that’s military material, not something you can just give away on a whim. Indeed, in all of White Tiger Hall’s finances, the North Mountain Iron Mine accounted for at most the income of half a street, but the symbolic meaning of that mine was much greater.

The Mianshui North Mountain were two major mining areas with only the Fishing Guild and Guild Cao having the mining rights; therefore, both were referred to as major guilds.

White Tiger Hall, independent from the Fishing Guild and Guild Cao, was the only one that could mine independently and was thus known as the number one hall of Mianshui.

But now, if the North Mountain Iron Mine was handed over, there would be no ‘first major hall of White Tiger Hall’ anymore.

From then on, White Tiger Hall would become an ordinary hall that managed three streets and could only survive by relying on the overall Fishing Guild.

In other words, to demonstrate loyalty, Feng Xuan was willing to surrender the weapons from his hands, kneel on the ground, and live like a dog with White Tiger Hall from now on!

And Feng Xuan, he didn’t care. What he cared about was power, the position of hall master!

Without giving it up, how could he scheme against Peng Shizhong, possibly remaining a minor character for life? By handing it over, he would be the Hall Master of White Tiger Hall, with glory, wealth, and power in his grasp. As for what would happen to White Tiger Hall’s status after that, how difficult the disciples of White Tiger Hall would have it…

What did it matter to him? He only wanted power!

Now that he had even killed his adoptive father, everything was just one step away—did you really expect me to give up?

If I don’t do it, I might as well go all out!

It was now impossible not to act, so the only thing left to do was to take it to the extreme.

You, Nan Batian, do you want to test my loyalty? Very well, then I will show you my loyalty!

Loyalty beyond your imagination, and indeed Feng Xuan did exceed Nan Batian’s expectations; he hadn’t expected Feng Xuan to hand over the iron mine as well, and at this moment, he was very pleased, truly a well-behaved dog!

He was very satisfied.

He smiled and said, “Not bad, in that case, I’ll leave the rest to you all.”

After finishing, Nan Batian left cheerfully with Inner Hall Master Tang Ziyue following him. Once outside, Nan Batian asked Tang Ziyue, “What do you think of Feng Xuan?”

“Flexible and ruthless, indeed a tough character, but it’s a pity he overcalculates. If a person always lurks in the shadows, they aren’t a mouse; they will become one.”

Nan Batian laughed and said, “Mice are good, easy to control. I can rest assured only when White Tiger Hall is in the hands of a mouse, hahaha…”

Inside the room:

Qin Ying waved his hand and said to Feng Xuan, “I’m leaving, don’t worry about the Black Market, I’ll keep an eye on it for you. Oh, and don’t forget to hand over Yongchang Street tomorrow; Eagle Hall is taking over.”

After saying that, he waved his hand and left.

Watching Qin Ying’s arrogance, Si Xi simply couldn’t hold back anymore, rushing up and saying, “My lord, how could you agree to give away Nan Lake, Yongchang Street, and the iron mine? By doing so, our White Tiger Hall has lost at least half its strength—that simply won’t do.”