Chapter 28

"Ahsha, what is your current strength..."

Huang Feihong looked over with bright eyes, his face full of uncontainable surprise and disbelief.

"Master, you guessed right!"

Lin Sha, while paying attention to the sparring of the senior brothers in the small arena, wore a proud expression and said, "I have already touched the threshold of Mingjin. Although I can't unleash it at will, I can produce the Mingjin effect as long as I gather enough qi!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Huang Feihong's face was full of joy, and he said the word 'good' three times in a row, clearly extremely pleased.

"Master, I still have many doubts about the Tiger-Crane Double Form and the Tiger Subduing Gongzi Fist. Please instruct me!"

Lin Sha seized the opportunity and hurriedly made his request to his new master.

"Good, good, good, ask whatever you don't understand!"

Huang Feihong was even more satisfied. Lin Sha's attitude of asking questions when he didn't understand was very much to his liking.

Thus, the master and apprentice gathered together, watching the sparring in the center of the small arena while discussing the training methods and techniques of the Tiger-Crane Double Form and the Tiger Subduing Gongzi Fist. Of course, it was Lin Sha asking the questions and Huang Feihong providing the answers.

...

While the atmosphere at Baozhi was warm and lively with the teaching of martial arts, the main hall of the Shahuang Gang was shrouded in a heavy and oppressive atmosphere, making it hard to breathe.

"Boss, if this continues, the brothers won't even have enough to eat!"

"Yes, yes, if this goes on, we'll only be eating our reserves!"

"It's all the fault of that damned militia!"

"..."

The core members of the Shahuang Gang, their faces full of indignation, began to complain, making the atmosphere in the main hall even more tense and heavy.

"Enough!"

Shahuang Gang's Boss Hong slammed the table and stood up, angrily pointing at his core subordinates and scolding them, "If you have the ability, come up with a solution. What good does it do to complain here? Who are you shouting at?"

His already fierce face became even more twisted and terrifying when he was angry, making everyone's hearts chill and silencing the complaints in the hall.

"Everyone, speak up. How bad is the situation?"

Seeing his subordinates quiet down, Boss Hong suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice.

"Boss, in the past month, the income from the docks has sharply decreased. It's now less than half of what it was a month ago!"

The core member responsible for collecting the income from the docks bowed and said solemnly.

"Such a huge decrease, what's going on?"

Boss Hong was shocked, his facial muscles twitching, making him look even more fierce and terrifying.

"It's all because of those bastards from the militia!"

The core member in charge of the docks said angrily, "Who knows what kind of luck they had, but they managed to connect with the foreigners and provide them with a large amount of living supplies, making a lot of money!"

By the end, there was no more complaint, only envy and jealousy on his face.

"The worst part is that the militia considers the bustling street in the docks area as their territory and doesn't allow us to collect any income from there!"

Another core member chimed in, his face full of indignation, "Without the income from that bustling street, our earnings have decreased by at least thirty percent!"

"Militia, always the militia!"

Boss Hong clenched his fists, his teeth grinding, and the veins on his forehead bulging, his eyes shooting out unbridled anger and ferocity, like a beast ready to pounce, instilling fear.

"Since the militia wants to cut off our income, why don't we fight back, even if it means a lose-lose situation?" one of the core members suggested angrily.

"Exactly, we've lost more than sixty percent of our income. The remaining money is only enough for the brothers to eat. Our Shahuang Gang has no future. We might as well fight back!"

"Fight back, and we can avenge the defeat we suffered from the militia last time!"

"..."

The Shahuang Gang was a newly risen gang in Foshan, and it inevitably suffered from the common problem of new gangs—lack of stable income. They relied solely on brute force to extort and plunder, and any unexpected event could lead to a significant loss of income, as was the case now.

"Fight, with what? Have you forgotten the warning from the military office?"

Boss Hong slammed the table, angrily roaring at his brainless core subordinates, his face full of frustration.

Indeed, the core members of the Shahuang Gang, who had been blinded by anger and envy, now remembered that the military office had sent someone to warn them not to cause trouble for the militia, threatening that if they offended the foreigners, they would spend the rest of their lives in prison.

This threat was very effective, at least in cooling down the fevered minds of the Shahuang Gang members. They looked at each other in disappointment, not knowing what to say.

"Boss, are we just going to stand by and do nothing?"

"Stand by?"

Boss Hong's face was twisted with ferocity. "How can we?"

His wolf-like, fierce gaze swept over his subordinates, and he waved his hand fiercely. "The militia has reached this point because of Huang Feihong behind the scenes."

As he spoke, he let out a cold laugh, his face becoming even more terrifying. "We can't touch the militia for now, but Huang Feihong's Baozhi is not under the protection of the government!"

...

The people at Baozhi were unaware that the Shahuang Gang had set their sights on Baozhi.

These few days had been unusually peaceful. Without the heavy burden of the militia's young men and the various troubles, Lin Sha was able to focus entirely on studying and practicing martial arts and medicine with his new master, making his days extremely fulfilling.

As a branch of the Hong Gate with a lineage, understanding medical skills was essential!

The medical level of this era was not bad, but there were few experienced traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. Unlike in the future, where every town had a health center, if you were injured while traveling, you might not be able to find a clinic in time. This required Lin Sha to have some self-rescue skills.

Martial arts were a given. The Hong Gate's martial arts were profound and belonged to the internal martial arts school. For someone like Lin Sha, who was just beginning to understand internal martial arts, there was a lot to learn.

Indeed, he had the memories of his previous body, but to fully integrate and master them, he needed to put in more effort.

As for reading, it was even more understandable. The secrets of internal martial arts were often recorded in Daoist jargon. How could one understand them without reading?

That night, under the cover of darkness, Thirteen Aunt was helping Ya Cha Su organize the photography equipment, while Lin Sha was reciting medical classics under his master's guidance. Master Brother Porky Rong couldn't stay idle and called Brother Ling Yunkai to chat, occasionally letting out a strange laugh.

Everything seemed so warm and beautiful, but suddenly, Ya Cha Su, pointing at the door, stammered, "F-f-fast, l-look, l-look, l-look, o-outside, t-the d-door, i-it's o-on f-fire, f-fire, f-fire..."

"What, the door is on fire?"

Everyone was shocked, but before they could react, the wooden door of Baozhi's front hall suddenly burst into flames with a 'whoosh'...