"You misunderstood." The skinny, dark-skinned man immediately shook his head and then smiled, "I definitely wasn't cursing you guys, we just think you have a strong build. We wanted to invite you to join us and make money together!"

"Get lost, punk!" The muscular man from the northeast picked up a gun, then scoffed coldly and said, "Just with you few monkeys, you want to recruit us? You should take a piss and see what you look like."

"Haha..." The skinny, dark man laughed out loud.

At this moment, another man from the south laughed and said, "Brother, don't be too rude in your words, you might not actually be a match for our senior brother."

"Fuck, looking down on me, huh?" The muscular man couldn't swallow this insult, and he slammed the gun onto the table on the spot. Rolling up his sleeves, he walked towards the skinny, dark man and said, "Come, I'll teach you a lesson barehanded today. Let you southern monkeys see how formidable we northerners are."

As he spoke, the muscular man single-handedly lifted a table, which was made entirely out of marble and weighed over two hundred pounds. Yet, he easily picked it up.

Boom...

The muscular man forcefully threw the heavily weighing table, ferociously flinging it out.

The southern man remained calm, lightly tapping the ground with one foot, easily dodging the throw. He moved so effortlessly, so gracefully, and softly. Seeing this, the northerner charged at him, his fists whizzing through the air.

The southern man always kept a calm smile on his face, ducking left and right, avoiding hits for over ten rounds.

"Fuck, if you've got guts, stop dodging." The muscular man got annoyed. This guy was as agile as a monkey, and he couldn't even touch a hair on him.

"Alright, since you said so," the southern man chuckled softly.

Whoosh...

The man quickly darted forward and reached out toward the muscular man. The muscular man hurriedly swung his fists to meet him. Their arms collided. The southern man's hands were very gentle. When the northerner swung his arm, it felt like hitting cotton. He was completely dumbfounded for a moment.

Crack...

Suddenly, the northerner felt a sharp pain in his arm and realized his arm had been twisted and held in a lock, his joint having suffered a massive impact, nearly dislocating. He howled in pain, immediately kneeling down, and cried out, "No, no, brother, spare me, spare me, I was wrong!"

The southern man immediately let go of his hand and smiled, "In the future, never be arrogant. There's always someone better and mountains beyond mountains."

As he spoke, the southern man's gaze shifted towards Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan flashed a smile, and the southern man promptly nodded politely at Lin Chuan.

From the southern man's movements, it was clear that he must be from a certain sect. No wonder the northern strongman was at a disadvantage. In fact, from the fighting, one could tell that the northern strongman was actually quite formidable, but sadly, he met someone from a sect. Hence, he was destined to lose.

At that moment, a man in a suit stepped out from the restaurant, handed over a bill, and said, "Sir, this table costs 1,500 CNY. Of course, you can pay in Thai baht as well!"

"CNY!" The northern strongman honestly handed over 1,500.

"Clean this up!" The man in the suit waved his hand.

Whoosh...

Five or six waiters immediately swarmed over, quickly cleaning up the broken stones and debris from the floor. They also cleaned up the place completely. These people seemed to have seen such situations before and showed no surprise or adjustment issues. Once the scene was restored to its original state, Lin Chuan found that these people behaved as if nothing had happened.

A few southern men immediately got up to leave, two of them carrying backpacks stuffed full, clearly containing a good amount of 'goods'. Lin Chuan paid special attention to a few of their distinctive features.

The leading skinny, dark man walked over to Lin Chuan, smiling, "This brother, you look familiar?"

"We are all Chinese, it's natural to look familiar," Lin Chuan smiled back.

"Hmm, makes sense." The other nodded with a smile, "Brother, hope to see you again if there's a chance."

"Sure," Lin Chuan nodded slightly.

Although the two exchanged only a few words, they could immediately sense each other's capabilities from their gazes. The skinny southerner immediately led Lin Chuan away from the scene while Lin Chuan watched his departing silhouette. However, several northeastern strongmen seemed quite unwilling, especially the one who had just been bullied, gritting his teeth in anger.

"Damn it, to be bullied by a bunch of monkeys." The muscular man was very annoyed.

"Brother, coming to this place, it's not okay if you don't have some skills." A northeastern man patted his shoulder and said, "Next time, remember, don't always pick fights. You're lucky this time, but if you accidentally encounter someone influential, you won't even know how you died."

"Damn, when have our Qiao Gang ever been so suffocated?" The brawny man was furious.

"Second brother, Qiao Gang has sway in our northeast, but here in the Golden Triangle, it's different," another brother said while picking his teeth with a toothpick. "Once we're here, this isn't our turf."

"Alright, let's go quickly," the leading brawny man said. "We need to contact the seller quickly, purchase some arms, and leave this damn place. It's too dangerous here, life could be lost at any moment!"

"Yes!" Several people nodded.

Lin Chuan finished his spicy chicken rice and drank a bottle of beer before leisurely leaving the restaurant. It was already past seven in the evening. In front of the low thatched house of the all-knowing one, dozens of people were already lining up. If it weren't for the fact that the all-knowing one only accepted ten people a day, those at the party could line up from the beginning of the village to the end. Despite only ten spots being available daily, there were still some who refused to give up.

At exactly eight o'clock, the door of the all-knowing one opened, a beautiful girl opened the door, then politely smiled and bowed to those waiting. She courteously invited the first ten people in.

"Damn it, why won't they let us in?" a few Indians were very dissatisfied.

"Exactly, we want to go in too," one of them shouted. "It's just money, isn't it? You think we can't afford it?"

"I'm sorry, sir," the girl said helplessly, "There are only ten spots available daily, you can come back tomorrow."

"Damn, I don't have time every day," a few Indians clamored. "Hurry up and bring the all-knowing one out, or don't blame us for being rude."

The girl gave a helpless smile. "That won't work, Mr. All-knowing's spots are fixed daily. Please don't make trouble, otherwise, the consequences will be severe."

"Damn it, he's just an old man playing mysterious all the time, believe it or not, I'll demolish your damn house right now," the leader of the Indians raised his gun in anger, "Hurry up and bring out that old man, or I'll kill you all and burn down your house."

The girl revealed a bitter smile, she exclaimed in resignation, "There's trouble here!"

Although the girl was small in stature, her voice was very loud.

No sooner had she shouted than two groups of people rushed out from two alleys, in total over twenty men, each carrying a gun and with bullets strung across their waists. The dense brass bullets looked particularly dazzling under the streetlights.

The Indians were immediately surrounded with the leader standing dumbfounded.

"Daring to cause trouble here, are you tired of living?" The two groups surrounded these few guys tightly.

"No no no, misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding!" the leading Indian hurriedly explained.

"Misunderstanding?" A Thai man in flip-flops and a denim jacket, his head wrapped in a red bandana and a mustache on his lip, came over with a smile, "A few crazy Indians, acting so arrogantly? It seems like you don't want to leave Laiwang village alive today."

"No no, it really is a misunderstanding," the leader of the Indians hurriedly explained, "This really is a misunderstanding."

"Take him down!" the Thai man ordered.

Whoosh... several people immediately rushed forward, grabbing the leader of the Indians in front of the spectators. The Indian cried out in panic, "Don't grab me, don't grab me, oh no, it's a misunderstanding. Don't grab me."

Bang!

Suddenly, the Thai man pulled out a gun and shot the Indian in the head. Blood splattered on the spot. Many bystanders were stunned, gaping in shock. The villagers of Laiwang had long been accustomed to such incidents, almost every day there were people causing trouble at the doorstep of the all-knowing, if the guards were in a good mood, at most they'd get beaten up and chased away, if in a bad mood, incidents like today's occurred, where the guards would kill to set an example."

The Thai mocked coldly, "You guys, hurry up and scram, or I'll kill you all."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The Indians hurried off frightened, not daring to cause any more trouble.

It was precisely because of these guards that the All-knowing's home remained so safe. After ten people entered, the door closed. Before long, these people came out one by one, and after about an hour, all ten were gone.

Lin Chuan found the right moment, swiftly leapt through a window, and instantly jumped into the all-knowing's home.

The room was pitch dark. Lin Chuan pushed open the door and walked out. Outside was the hallway, an old man with white hair, sitting cross-legged on a cushion, his back to him, appeared to be reading something. Lin Chuan carefully walked towards him.

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