Chapter 23 of 100

Chapter 23

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The two Americans came with a domineering and arrogant air, but left in a dejected and dispirited manner...

"Asha, weren't you a bit too harsh just now?"

Although he felt a bit secretly pleased, Wong Fei-hung was still worried and asked.

"It's nothing serious!"

Lin Sha sneered with disdain, "Master, don't take them too seriously. They are just merchants without official status, and they don't have the support of an army. As long as we don't provoke them, even if they complain to the authorities, we still have a say!"

Wong Fei-hung sighed and didn't say much, just nodding silently.

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With no interference from the authorities or the foreigners, the next steps were simple.

Treating the injured, tallying the losses on the street, and registering them, then splitting into two groups—one returning to the Po Chi Lam, the other continuing the unfinished business.

Master Wong Fei-hung's medical skills were unparalleled, especially in traditional Chinese medicine for external injuries, truly deserving the title of master.

He quickly treated the wounds of the young men in the militia, applied special trauma medicine, and bandaged them with white gauze. After a good rest for ten to fifteen days, they would be as good as new.

Don't be fooled by their wounds, which looked severe with blood all over. In fact, they were all men who had been through the trials of war and knew how to save their lives in critical moments. Avoiding injuries to vital areas was the simplest method. Injuries to other parts of the body, if properly treated and cared for, could easily heal.

Lin Sha took the initiative to communicate with the general's office. He made the effort to visit the general's office and respectfully presented the list of street losses. Whether the general's office would demand compensation from the Shahe Gang or hold the militia responsible, he couldn't know for now and was helpless.

Master Wong Fei-hung was also busy. He personally visited the Foshan Hall and presented the same list, along with a few carefully selected gifts, and said a lot of nice words. Whether it would be effective was unclear.

With the influence of Po Chi Lam, it was easy to find out that the backers of the Shahe Gang were the officials of the Foshan Hall. This time, Po Chi Lam had severely harmed the Shahe Gang, indirectly damaging the interests of these officials. How they viewed Po Chi Lam was predictable.

Of course, even if they knew the thoughts of the officials in the Foshan Hall, the formalities still had to be done properly to avoid any future trouble that could be used against them.

After returning to Po Chi Lam, the master and apprentice recounted their experiences at the offices. Wong Fei-hung was still treated well, being a well-known figure in Foshan, and the officials, though not fond of him, couldn't be too harsh. Lin Sha, however, endured a lot of cold looks and bad attitudes, but he managed to hold his temper and didn't lose his manners.

"Master, I think we've completely fallen out with the Shahe Gang. Should we bring Thirteenth Aunt to Po Chi Lam? Otherwise, if something happens, we won't have time to react!"

During lunch, Lin Sha suddenly expressed his concerns.

"That might not be a good idea?"

Wong Fei-hung was hesitant. After all, the separation of men and women was taken very seriously in society, and although Foshan was more open than the inland areas, it was still a significant issue.

"In an emergency, we can't afford to be so particular!"

Lin Sha wasn't in the mood to care about such things. Safety first, and the separation of men and women could be set aside for now. Seeing that his master was hesitant, he urged, "Besides, Uncle has already left Foshan and sailed far away. Thirteenth Aunt, a single woman, is really a cause for concern!"

He gave a look to Ya Cha Su, who hurriedly nodded in agreement, saying that Lin Sha was right and that safety was the priority. As for the gossip in the community, it didn't need to be taken too seriously.

"Alright. After lunch, Lin Sha, come with me!"

Wong Fei-hung couldn't resist his disciples' repeated persuasion and finally agreed.

Finally resolving one trouble, Lin Sha breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he had been with Thirteenth Aunt for some time and considered her a good friend. He naturally didn't want her safety to be threatened because of Po Chi Lam's conflicts.

"Ya Cha Su, I have another matter that needs your help!"

Having just resolved one issue, Lin Sha didn't hesitate and immediately approached Ya Cha Su.

"L-Lin, Lin, Lin Sha, w-what, what, what do you need? J-just, j-just say it, a-as long as I can, I-I will do my best!"

Ya Cha Su was flattered and quickly put down his chopsticks, patting his chest and solemnly promising.

"Good, that's what I wanted to hear!"

Lin Sha laughed, casually wiping the oil from his mouth, and said earnestly, "This matter concerns the future livelihood of over a hundred young men in the militia and also the safety of our Po Chi Lam. Looking around, you, Ya Cha Su, are the most suitable person for this task..."

He waved his hand, signaling Ya Cha Su to calm down, and then carefully explained his plan. As he had said, Ya Cha Su was the most suitable person in Po Chi Lam to communicate with the foreigners.

"I'll do my best..."

Ya Cha Su's forehead was sweating, and he no longer had the earlier enthusiasm, responding without confidence.

"Don't worry. When Brother Porky returns from closing his stall tonight, we'll discuss the details. This matter isn't difficult, the key is effective communication!"

Lin Sha didn't pressure him with empty words but simply stated a fact: "You know, the new general in Foshan is not friendly towards us. If we can establish a connection with the foreigners, Po Chi Lam will have an additional layer of protection. Even if the authorities want to take action against us, they will have to think twice about the consequences!"

Ya Cha Su was startled and realized that Lin Sha's plan was crucial for Po Chi Lam's safety. This couldn't be taken lightly; he had to do his best and even go to any lengths to complete the communication with the foreigners. He clenched his fists and made a silent determination.

Wong Fei-hung was first surprised, then angry and shocked. He didn't expect his young disciple to have the idea of 'using foreigners to strengthen ourselves.' But after some thought, he felt a bit disheartened. Although the idea made him uncomfortable, he had to admit it was the best way to protect Po Chi Lam and the militia.

For a moment, he couldn't eat and was deeply conflicted...

In the afternoon, as the sun began to set, Porky returned to Po Chi Lam, drenched in sweat. He was holding a string of leftover pork offal and intestines. He greeted Lin Sha and Ya Cha Su, left a portion, and then went out to deliver them to the homes of some economically struggling young men in the militia.

During dinner, the Po Chi Lam brothers gathered again to discuss Lin Sha's long-planned strategy. Porky, unusually friendly to Ya Cha Su, made Ya Cha Su feel a bit embarrassed and even more determined to complete the task.

Under Lin Sha's push, the Po Chi Lam machine began to run at full speed. The potential energy it could unleash was beyond even Lin Sha's own estimation...

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