Qingfeng Stronghold!
Ever since their leader, Tang Chuan, had raised his banner here to enforce justice on behalf of Heaven, the men of Qingfeng Stronghold had been living the good life.
At the beginning of each month, the smaller families of Cyan Yang City would deliver their protection money. Their days were normally spent drinking and feasting; they only had to take action on the rare occasion an unfamiliar merchant caravan passed through, or when a family failed to show proper deference.
For instance, they had just robbed a shipment from the Yuan Family a few days ago. Since then, the leader had ordered everyone to remain on high alert, which meant no more drinking and feasting for anyone.
Inside Juyi Hall, the three leaders were gathered.
"First Brother, it's been seven days, and the Yuan Family still hasn't sent the money. Could they truly still be connected to Elder Li Yang?" The second-in-command, Lu Lin, wore a worried expression.
