Supreme Emperor of Mist

"Manager Qin, you won't fire me just because I came from the slums, right? It won't be a problem if I can't practice my martial art, but please don't fire me from this job." Yi Feng said.

'Huh? What's wrong with this guy? Why would I fired him when I'm at the time to need workers the most?' his plea ended up puzzling Qin Lan as both of them gives out a puzzling expression.

"Dear husband, I'm here..." Hu Jia came inside the tent erected at the end of the first farming plot. In her hand is a tray of food prepared for Qin Lan. Coming out from the Cloud Plucking Sect twice every week ended up becoming Hu Jia's habit as she came to this farmland often.

The reason Qin Lan's room seems tidy was also because of her diligent cleaning habit.

"Ah, wife. I'm occupied somewhat at this moment. I'll come back to the room later on. So please go ahead and do what you like in the meantime." Qin Lan took a few soft loaves of bread from the tray as he speaks with Hu Jia.

"Yi Feng, come and get a taste of my wife's cooking." Qin Lan called him over to take the bread off from his hand.

"Thank - Thank you..." Yi Feng took the bread from Qin Lan. After giving Hu Jia a nod as thanks for the bread, she left quietly without too many words.

'Why do I feel like I've forgotten about something...' Qin Lan took another bite of the bread in his hand.

"You don't have to worry about that. Do you know anyone reliable in the slums for our farming job? Can you bring me to meet them if they're willing to work with me?" Qin Lan asked.

"Work? Of course! I have many friends that are still looking for a job. You can even put all of us inside the same room if there's not enough room for the others." Yi Feng immediately nodded like he's afraid Qin Lan regretted what he said later.

"Calm down. Bring me there to have a look." Qin Lan took Yi Feng along as he left the farm.

It took them about twenty minutes to complete the walk that usually takes more than an hour. But the speed wasn't without a cost.

"Huh... This is the first time I've used a Running Talisman... It's tiring..." Yi Feng pant as they walked past the small entrance that separates the area between the city and the slums.

"What the hell with this passageway?" Qin Lan asked.

There were a total of two doors through this entrance to the slums. And in between the door is this broad passageway that's just enough to fit a single horse carriage.

Along the passageway are plenty of hoodlums, vagabonds, beggars, and kids with all kinds of appearances. The only similarity between them is not a single person wears clothing comparable to Qin Lan's quality.

"This passage used to be called the (Dragon's Vein) because of its unique and narrow design. It was built to allow the soldiers to move quickly from one side to another." Yi Feng shared what he knew.

"But I heard that it wasn't used at all. Hence it became a place where the people from the slums are gathered. We shouldn't mix with them as most of them were up to no good." Yi Feng added.

Entering the slums, Qin Lan was brought around the area as they went through close to ten corners. They eventually reached a house about the size of his old courtyard.

"Manager Qin, let me get my friend out from the house." Yi Feng had Qin Lan waited outside as he went to get his friends out of the house.

"Han Xue, Qiang Shou, You Qing, come out! I've brought someone over to meet you guys!" Yi Feng shouts on the outside as he bangs on the door.

Soon, Qin Lan noticed a pair of eyes staring at them from the inside of the house. The trio that Yi Feng called their name finally came out after making sure there was no problem at all.

"Who is this, Brother Feng?" a slender, girly guy was the first to speak the moment all three of them walked out from the house. His strength is also at the fourth-level of the Flesh Refining Layer.

"Manager Qin, let me introduce you to my friends that I've grown up with."

"This is Han Xue, the calmest amongst the four of us and also the smartest. The big guy over there is Qiang Shou, the strongest amongst us with brute strength. This is You Qing, the fastest amongst us." Yi Feng introduced all three of them to Qin Lan.

They were quite a unique combination.

Han Xue looked like a poor scholar. 

Qiang Shou looks like a blacksmith.

As for You Qing, he's almost as beautiful as a girl.

All three of them had a similar cultivation strength like Yi Feng. But from the way they looked, it seems they've been left in hunger for a while.

"So... What are you calling us out for?" Qiang Shou asked. His stomach did not forget to growl as he talks to show how hungry he was.

"Of course it's because my Manager is looking for workers. Manager Qin, what do you think about my friends? Although they look stupid, all of them are better than me after a few failures. We're fine to work with half of the salary offered as well." Yi Feng bowed after he finished what he was going to say.

"Alright. Stand properly. Finish the bread I gave you just now. As for the three of you, there's some food inside this Qiankun Pouch. Eat as much as you want before we start talking." Qin Lan tossed a Qiankun Pouch at them before he grabs a seat on top of a few wooden crates.

"This..." You Qing stares at the Qiankun Pouch in between his hand.

"Hey, open it. I'm too hungry to even move my hand now..." Qiang Shou shouted beside You Qing's ear. Only Han Xue remained quiet as he politely cupped his hand together at Qin Lan.

Qin Lan was eventually trying to test the three of them. Although the content inside was not expensive, they still worth a few thousand Flesh Foundation Pills. But in the end, they only took things like bread and citrus skins to eat. Not even a slice of meat and wine was touched.

"Why you guys not taking the meat and wine? Are you all vegetarian?" Qin Lan jokes. His hand patted on the Purple-Dragon Spatial Jade located on his waist. Then, four jars of wine brewed with Rock Lotus Fruit is taken out and tossed at each of their hand.

"When I say eat, eat. When I say drink, drink. This is the minimum requirement if you wish to work under me." Qin Lan poked a hole in the jar of wine in his hand and poured the alcohol into his mouth.

"Then..." Yi Feng looked at the others and followed what Qin Lan just did.

"Drink!" Qin Lan shouted as he raised the jar of wine up.