Chapter 2015: We Don't Want Wages

Someone like Old Li, that level of person, they really can't handle even a small Prison Immortal Town.

They can really wipe them out with just one palm.

Having heard about the daily bickering between Li Chengshan and Ma Lin, Ye Zhangqing sat nearby drinking tea, silent.

Old Li indeed hides his depth, but to say he could level Prison Immortal Town with a single palm, Ye Zhangqing expressed disbelief.

How to put it, this tiny Prison Immortal Town really isn't as simple as it seems on the surface.

Leaving aside other things, just those three middle-aged men are not simple; what Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon, I've never even heard of it.

Sometimes it's really just think of something and it appears; just as Ye Zhangqing was thinking of those three middle-aged men, a guard from the City Lord's Mansion came in from outside to report, saying three people wanted to see Ye Zhangqing.

Upon seeing the visitors, they really were those three middle-aged men.

Seeing Ye Zhangqing and everyone else present, the three all started showing off their acting skills.

"I said, 'How could you just leave without a word?'"

"Yeah, we returned to the town and couldn't see a single person."

"Are we still considered people of Prison Immortal Town?"

"Town Elder, why don't you say something?"

"The incident happened suddenly; I too..................."

"Do you know how many dangers we three encountered on our way here?"

"Exactly, we almost died."

"Did the town give you some compensation?"

"What compensation?"

"Immortal crystals? Spirit stones?"

"My heart aches."

The three, as they talked, turned their spears straight at Li Chengshan—after all, he is the Town Elder of Prison Immortal Town.

Regarding this, Li Chengshan also felt guilty; back then time was tight, no one knew when Ye Zhangqing would sneak away, so there was no leeway to count heads.

Besides, back then everyone in the town received the notice; those unwilling to leave could stay, those willing could just follow along.

Who would have thought three still ended up being left behind.

Finally, after the three gave him a hard sell, Li Chengshan agreed to let them eat dinner first without queuing, and only then did the three stand down.

He then came up to Ye Zhangqing with a grin, expressing his longing, and while speaking he kept giving meaningful looks.

It was clearly a reminder to Ye Zhangqing not to reveal the true identities of the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon and the three of them.

In response, Ye Zhangqing naturally nodded secretly, and pretended with the three that nothing had happened.

Dinner was taken care of at their lodgings; everyone had something to eat, but only one bowl each, no more.

Although everyone was still wanting more, they were nevertheless extremely satisfied.

This trip was worth it; every day we get to eat Ye Zhangqing's cooking.

After resting a night, Ye Zhangqing planned to reopen the canteen in Four Directions Immortal City; having come all this way, not earning a wave of Good Review Points before leaving would be hard to justify.

However, wanting to open a shop in Four Directions Immortal City naturally requires a trip to the City Lord's Mansion.

We need the City Lord's Mansion's approval.

Thanks to Old Li's connections, things went smoothly; the City Lord's Mansion directly picked Ye Zhangqing the best spot.

"Young Master Ye, look, this is the best spot in the city, it's been vacant; if you like it, I'll give it to you for free."

"I recall yesterday it seemed to be open; what kind of shop was it?"

"The shop front and location are fine, but it's been vacant all this time, which seems a bit absurd."

"In Four Directions Immortal City, shops basically have no vacancies; even those opened outside the city are numerous and lined up."

"Moreover, Ye Zhangqing himself personally saw yesterday that this shop's door was open."

In response, the elder who personally received Ye Zhangqing, also the Li family's old steward, said with a smile.

"Sir, you must have mistaken yesterday; this shop has had no one at all."

"No one?"

"No, not even a fly in all these years."

The old steward laughed, while a group of youths in Heavenly Qi Sect attire at the street corner stared at this side with resentment.

The leader, a somewhat older man with the air of a steward, gritted his teeth and shouted.

"What a City Lord's Mansion—without giving a reason, they forcibly confiscate the shop, then hand it over to a bunch of mud‑legs from who knows where; do they deserve it?"

"Shīzūn, stay calm; yesterday the Sect Master and others just................"

"I know, but if we can't handle the Li family, could we not handle a bunch of country bumpkins?"

This shop used to belong to the Heavenly Qi Sect; a Shíchén ago, Ye Zhangqing entered the City Lord's Mansion to explain his purpose.

At most a quarter‑hour later, a squad of armored soldiers rushed out from the City Lord's Mansion and forcibly took this shop from the Heavenly Qi Sect's hands.

If you don't obey, they'll kill you on the spot.

Faced with such barbaric and rude conduct from the City Lord's Mansion, the Heavenly Qi Sect members, though full of anger, also dared not speak out.

There's no way; who let yesterday's battle see their Sect Master and the Nether Earth Sect's Sect Master get thoroughly beaten by the Li father and son.

Not only did forty percent of the Heavenly Spirit Crystals go to waste, but they also had to pay out considerable compensation before the Li father and son relented.

Even the Sect Master and his ilk suffered a major loss, let alone their subordinates.

Right now is when the Li family's morale is at its peak; the Heavenly Qi Sect dare not clash head‑on with them.

But therefore, this group of the Heavenly Qi Sect also bears a grudge against Ye Zhangqing and company.

In response, Ye Zhangqing had no idea; after discussing the matter, they simply settled on this shop.

Actually, there was no need for all this fuss; everything is brand new, and the decorations are quite tasteful.

Besides, Ye Zhangqing originally didn't care about these things; he's just the type who would harvest a wave of Good Review Points and leave, not caring about these.

But before he could even speak, Li Chengshan led a crowd of Prison Immortal Town people over.

"Young Master Ye, we've come to help."

"Yes, yes, if there's anything, Young Master, just give the orders."

"I appreciate your kindness, but this shop doesn't need any changes; it can open directly, so there's nothing to help with. Thank you all."

"Nothing? How can that be, Young Master Ye? Let me be a waiter; your restaurant can't open without someone to run errands."

"Exactly, I'll come too; no wages needed, just provide meals."

"Then you all can be waiters; I'll help out in the back kitchen—I've worked with Young Master Ye before."

"Right, just provide meals."

"And me, I'll come too."

"Me too."

In no time, the people of Prison Immortal Town each shouted at the top of their lungs.

Seeing this, Ye Zhangqing felt utterly helpless, looking at the nearly ten thousand people, his tiny restaurant—could it possibly need so many?

You're basically a small-scale immortal sect, or an elite lineage—adding up everyone from top to bottom probably wouldn't even reach that many.

Can my little restaurant manage?

Besides, they don't even want wages—but the issue isn't about wages at all; it has nothing to do with pay.

Moreover, before Ye Zhangqing could even speak, the crowd had already started acting on their own, helping Young Master Ye work; their eyes shouldn't be dull—is this a place for slacking? No, they must put in their full effort.

Otherwise, how could they deserve that bowl of food?