[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lord-of-the-proles":3,"chapter-lord-of-the-proles-lord-of-the-proles-chapter-62":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Lord of the Proles",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2290360,4478,"Chapter 62: Boss Yu, what do you think?","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-62",62,"\u003Cp>Master Yao is not a person of the living world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This old man was likely a high-level alcohol cultivator in life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for why he remained in the mortal realm after death, no one knows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seventh Master, let’s set this aside for now—Old Qin’s technique has been undone, he ate a few bowls of rice and just fell asleep.” Yu Nan changed the subject; she increasingly felt Li Banfeng was no ordinary man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Xiaopang was sleeping soundly, and Li Banfeng did not disturb him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Li Banfeng claimed he slept in the side room with Qin Xiaopang, but in truth, he hid the key outside the courtyard and slept inside his personal dwelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Li Banfeng checked his pocket watch—it was still early, not yet seven. He considered sleeping a little longer, but felt thirsty. As he stepped out to find water, he suddenly saw twenty or thirty men standing in the courtyard, brimming with lethal intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng thought it might be Jiang Xiang’s gang coming for revenge, but upon closer look, the group included young, strong, old, and weak alike, armed with daggers, cleavers, iron rods—every kind of weapon imaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were employees of Yu Family Cloth Shop; two of them Li Banfeng even recognized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What are they planning?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan stood at the center of the group, wearing a gray top hat, a gray vest, still chewing on that dark red lady’s cigarette holder, and a revolver tucked at her waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guns in Puluozhou?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Li Banfeng’s first time seeing one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wonder if Feng’s General Store sells them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng stepped forward to ask what was happening. Yu Nan replied: “Big Young Master  Geng Zhiwei sent an invitation to dinner, wanting to clear the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m bringing my brothers today to the banquet. If we reach an agreement, this matter ends today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So there’s actually room for negotiation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this the way of the underworld?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng looked at the group’s display and couldn’t help but be surprised: “It’s just a meal—why bring so many people?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan bit her cigarette holder and smiled faintly: “If you want to reason with a blade in hand, you need blades to back your words. Without a show of force, you have no leverage to speak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng caught the hidden meaning: if they could talk, fine; if not, they’d fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced again at the employees: “Your cloth shop’s staff are unusual—barely earning wages, yet they’d die for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan’s expression was proud: “They are my sworn brothers and sisters, my own flesh and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I have a mouthful of food, I won’t let them starve; if I have a single garment, I won’t let them freeze. When they’re in trouble, I bear it for them; when I’m in trouble, they stand with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng still didn’t understand their bond—this was one reason he couldn’t find work in Puluozhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Family Cloth Shop wasn’t just a shop—it was a gang personally built by Yu Nan, known as Yu Family Gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On ordinary days, Yu Nan was the shopkeeper, and the rest were employees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When danger struck, Yu Nan was the gang leader, and the rest were gang disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could such a shop hire someone like Li Banfeng—a stranger?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Family Gang was weak; the only thing they had going for them was Yu Nan, a Level One Smoke Cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But having a gang was better than having none.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across all of Puluozhou, from grand deals worth thousands to petty trades of three or two coins, every transaction had a gang backing it—even the baozi shop Qin Xiaopang frequented had a Baozi Gang behind it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone like Li Banfeng, with no gang affiliation, trying to earn more money, had to take dangerous jobs like those in the Misty Mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan bowed: “Seventh Master, please keep Old Qin here and help him recover. I’ll take my leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng turned to Yu Nan: “Madam Yu, can’t you just skip this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan picked up her cigarette holder and took a deep drag: “I understand your meaning, Seventh Master. I know Geng Zhiwei may have ill intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he tries to stab me in the back, I can avoid him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he formally invited me. If I don’t go, it’s like tearing down Yu Family’s flag—I’ll never hold my head up again in Medicine King Gully.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What you say makes sense,” Li Banfeng nodded, “so… can’t you just skip this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan gave a bitter laugh: “If I alone bowed down, fine—but what about the faces of all my brothers?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Face matters,” Li Banfeng agreed with Yu Nan’s thinking, “so… can’t you just skip this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan pulled the cigarette from her holder and shoved it into Li Banfeng’s mouth: “Seventh Master, I’m going today whether I want to or not—that’s the way of the underworld.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Yu Nan led the group out of the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today she hadn’t bound herself tightly; the two buttons on her vest were loose—whether she undid them or they popped open, no one knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pants were relatively loose, yet the full curves of her plump buttocks still drew every man’s gaze behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She speaks with presence,” Li Banfeng muttered, watching her back, “but what exactly is the underworld?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan arrived at Wangchun Pavilion with thirty-three employees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wangchun Pavilion was the largest restaurant in Medicine King Gully; over twenty employees from Geng Family Pharmacy waited below to greet them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing their numbers were fewer than hers, Yu Nan felt somewhat reassured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Geng Zhiwei didn’t come out to greet her personally—this annoyed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Yu Nan knew well: in Geng Zhiwei’s eyes, they could never be equals. Today’s banquet, she would have to endure some humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A little humiliation was acceptable—the key was to reach a resolution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan strode up the stairs, followed by only two bodyguards. The Geng Family Pharmacy’s bookkeeper stepped forward: “Madam Yu, hand over your weapons to us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan recognized the bookkeeper and smiled: “I’m just a weak woman carrying a pistol for self-defense—it shouldn’t frighten Master Geng.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bookkeeper clicked his tongue: “Madam Yu, we’re here to settle matters, not start them. You know the underworld rules.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan knew the rules well—but today, she had to bring the pistol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You chose the place. You chose the time. Your master arrived first. How could I know if he’s armed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bookkeeper frowned: “Madam Yu, we’ve known each other a long time. That remark is pointless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re a Level One Smoke Cultivator. Our master has no cultivation. If things turn violent, we’re the ones who’ll suffer!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan smiled coldly: “I won’t leave this pistol behind. If I can’t bring it, I won’t step into this building.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This situation…” the bookkeeper was struggling, when suddenly a voice called from upstairs:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t pressure her. A pistol? Let Madam Yu bring it up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geng Zhiwei had spoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bookkeeper turned to Yu Nan: “Madam Yu, our master has conceded—you may bring your pistol, but your two bodyguards…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan glanced at her two guards; they handed their weapons to other employees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mutual concessions, no mutual humiliation—in Yu Nan’s view, Geng Zhiwei was a man who followed the rules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the second floor, a single table filled the large hall. Geng Zhiwei had rented out the entire Wangchun Pavilion. Seeing Yu Nan arrive, he rose from his seat, still eating watermelon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two bodyguards stood beside Geng Zhiwei. Also present was Jia Quansheng—the young master who had tried to extort the Snake-Spot Elixir from Qin Xiaopang. He was the root of this entire matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this situation, Yu Nan felt confident she could handle it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Madam Yu!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Geng!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please, sit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sat down, exchanged pleasantries, and Geng Zhiwei ordered wine poured: “Madam Yu, drink this cup, and let’s bury our past grievances.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan knew it wouldn’t be this simple. Holding her cup, she said: “Master Geng, let’s say it all at once. You say we bury the past—but what are your conditions?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geng Zhiwei’s table held two plates of watermelon. He picked up another slice and bit into it: “If it were just me, I’d let it go, just out of respect for you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Rong Jin’an was a Geng Family Pharmacy man. He vanished—alive, no trace; dead, no body. This affects our pharmacy’s flag. Over a hundred people work there. Your reputation alone won’t satisfy them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And my brother Quansheng also suffered—he lost several men to that fat Qin. So this isn’t just my personal matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slick-faced Jia Quansheng took a bite of watermelon and wiped his mouth: “Madam Yu, I owe my men an explanation too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan didn’t want to look at Jia Quansheng—he was just there to fawn over Geng Zhiwei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Geng, skip the roundabout. State your conditions outright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geng Zhiwei picked up another slice of watermelon, eating as he spoke: “You’re straightforward. I have three conditions. If you accept them, the matter of Rong Jin’an and Qin Xiaopang is settled!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First condition: Yu Family Cloth Shop remains under your management, but you must give us fifty percent ownership.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I won’t take it for free. From now on, if anything happens to your shop, it’s our problem. If anyone harasses you, they’re harassing Geng Family. Our flag will fly above your front door. Madam Yu, what do you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan’s cheek twitched—Geng Zhiwei clearly intended to swallow Yu Family Cloth Shop whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This condition was hard to accept, but if she refused, her shop couldn’t survive in Medicine King Gully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifty percent was too much. We’ll discuss it later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan said nothing: “Master Geng, continue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geng Zhiwei smiled, tossed down the watermelon rind: “I’ll take that as agreement. Madam Yu, after this incident, I truly admire you—your beauty, your boldness, your sense of justice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I want to take you as my sixth concubine. If you agree, we’ll hold the wedding banquet right here tonight, and you’ll enter my chamber tonight. What do you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Nan clenched her teeth, her face turning pale with rage: “Continue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, I’ll take that as agreement too. Third condition: My family is angry about Rong Jin’an. I worry you’ll suffer later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How about this: we go through the wedding ceremony today, you strip off your clothes, and I publicly whip you. My family vents their anger, you’re spared future hardship. I’m doing this for your own good. What do you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1751,"2026-06-20T03:43:13.043Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e117edc17d055fe9f8b16f2560fc81cfd0316ff1ba2ea05e5f44b3f7ae0d518e","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-63","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-61",863,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-the-proles-cover.jpg"]