Early morning, Xinyou Alley
Miao Bai, a low-ranking member of the Bailang Gang, walked into the alley with a gloomy expression.
Two burly men with dark faces followed behind him, complaining about him.
"Still haven't found that fisherman?" Miao Bai asked in an unfriendly tone.
"That guy is as slippery as a fish; he disappears in the blink of an eye. My brother and I have searched the entire Qingshan County at least five times in the past two days, but we still haven't seen a trace of him."
"Useless!" Miao Bai's face darkened.
He had previously told the head of the hall that he had found a way to make money.
But there has been no result yet.
The Heavenly Lord has been looking at him strangely these past few days.
"Master Bai, it wasn't a complete loss."
"Shunliu, who hangs out at
