Li Banfeng blinked, looking at Yu Nan with perplexity. "What favor do I owe you?"
Killing Geng Zhiwei was Li Banfeng’s own affair; he didn’t feel it had anything to do with Yu Nan. As for the Guide Token, that was business, not a favor, and Li Banfeng naturally intended to pay for it. It was just that the figure of twenty million was a bit ridiculous; Li Banfeng needed to find someone to verify it.
Yu Nan sighed inwardly.
"Seventh Master," she said, "I will definitely do my utmost to fulfill your request. However, before the matter is concluded, you must stay in New Land. You cannot go anywhere else. Jiang Xiang Gang could send someone to find you at any time. I suspect that private investigator was hired by Jiang Xiang Gang."
This statement served as a reminder to Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng murmured to himself, "It seems I can’t stay here any longer; it might bring a lot of people looking for me."
"They wouldn’t dare," Yu Nan said with confidence. "This is Yu Family Village. This territory was won with my blood. As long as I bleed on this land, no one dares to intrude."
Yu Nan shared with Li Banfeng the rules of pioneering new land. This was a sacred contract Yu Nan had made with the gods when she developed this New Land. As long as she spilled her blood on this territory, anyone who dared to trespass would be severely punished by the gods. This contract was for life. This meant the land belonged to Yu Nan for her entire life, unless she died or decided to transfer Yu Family Village to someone else through another contract.
What Yu Nan said was entirely consistent with Old Zhu’s account.
This gave Li Banfeng an idea.
Recalling his previous experiences, this thought was quickly dismissed.
Li Banfeng took out Geng Zhiwei’s pistol. "Do you recognize this gun?"
After examining it briefly, Yu Nan replied, "A Glock 17, domestically produced by Audrey. Such guns are rare in Puluo State. This was Geng Zhiwei’s gun."
Seeing the gun, Yu Nan had no doubts left; Li Banfeng had indeed killed Geng Zhiwei.
"How does this gun work?" Li Banfeng couldn’t load the bullets, nor could he pull the trigger.
Yu Nan disengaged the safety and taught Li Banfeng how to use the pistol.
"Seventh Master, this gun looks good and shoots accurately, but it’s not very effective in Puluo State."
"What do you mean? Why isn’t it effective if it shoots accurately?"
Yu Nan explained, "In Puluo State, gunpowder is unreliable. Out of ten bullets, perhaps only two or three might fire. If this type of pistol fails to fire, it’s not easy to eject the shell. Seventh Master, if you wish to have a gun for self-defense, I’ll give you mine."
Yu Nan drew her own revolver. "An eight-inch barrel Colt Python, a revolver. If a bullet fails to fire, just fire another one."
Before emptying its bullets, a revolver doesn’t need to eject shells, offering significantly more stability than other pistols in Puluo State.
This Colt Python pistol was quite beautiful, fitting all of Li Banfeng’s fantasies about revolvers. The eight-inch barrel was long enough, the cylinder of the revolver was the right size, and the silver frame gave Li Banfeng a sense of being in a Western movie.
The gun was indeed fine, but Li Banfeng had no intention of accepting gifts without offering anything in return.
"Manager Yu, how much for this handgun?"
Yu Nan shook her head. "I’m not taking your money. This is a token of my appreciation for Seventh Master."
Li Banfeng handed Geng Zhiwei’s handgun to Yu Nan. "This is my token of gratitude. You take it as well."
The two exchanged handguns, and Yu Nan’s cheeks flushed slightly.
Li Banfeng didn’t think there was anything special about it. He pocketed the handgun and took some bullets from Yu Nan. Overcome with fatigue, Li Banfeng retired to his Portable Residence to sleep.
The next day at noon, refreshed after a good lunch, Li Banfeng saw Yu Nan summon all the workers from the Yu Family Cloth Store to express their gratitude to him.
A worker named Ling Xiu stepped forward and knelt down. "Seventh Master, you avenged us brothers. There’s nothing else to say, I want to kowtow to you."
"What are you doing?" Li Banfeng immediately jumped back from Ling Xiu, pulling him up.
Ling Xiu was startled. "Seventh Master, I want to kowtow to you!"
Li Banfeng frowned. "Why would you do that?"
As an orphan, Li Banfeng had seen many pitiable people kowtow to others, often just for a meal. To Li Banfeng, kneeling and kowtowing were the most humiliating acts imaginable. A person should not kneel, at least not to the living.
Ling Xiu, seeing that Li Banfeng was displeased, was unsure what to do.
Yu Nan, however, was not surprised by this reaction. Li Banfeng was a straightforward person and wouldn’t care for such insincere gestures. She ordered two cases of Gold Bars to be brought over. "Seventh Master, I am not an ungrateful person. Although times are hard for our Yu Family, we will certainly not be lacking in showing our heartfelt appreciation."
Li Banfeng was still puzzled. "Why are you giving me money?"
This was unexpected for Yu Nan. Li Banfeng was a frank person; there was no need for him to be so coy about money. This put her in a tough spot, as she didn’t know what else she could offer Li Banfeng.
Unable to think of any other way to show her gratitude, Wang Xuejiao stood up, her Conscience as big as ever, and called out loudly, "Seventh Master, do you want to marry our manager?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Nan’s cheeks turned from white to red.
Wang Xuejiao snorted coldly. "Let go of that thought, Seventh Master. Our manager is a proud woman; she will not marry you!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Nan’s cheeks turned from red back to white.
Wang Xuejiao continued, "If you’re looking for a woman, don’t trouble our manager; you might as well marry me!"
Li Banfeng was stunned for a long time. "Why would I do that?"
Wang Xuejiao spoke with conviction, "Rest assured, I’m serious. I accept all the conditions Geng Zhiwei mentioned before. I’ll bring the whip now, strip down, and let you whip me. I just ask that you find a private room and not do it in front of others."
Li Banfeng looked around at everyone. "Have you all gone mad?"
Wang Xuejiao’s eyes began to redden. "Seventh Master, we truly want to repay your kindness. I must repay not just for myself but for my brother as well!"
"I can’t make you understand..." Li Banfeng shook his head repeatedly. "Get me some dry rations; I’m heading back to Li Gou."
"Back to Li Gou?" Everyone was shocked. Wasn’t going back to Li Gou now tantamount to seeking death?
Suddenly, someone shouted from outside the door, "Brother Seven, I’ll go back with you!"
Looking in the direction of the voice, it turned out to be Qin Xiaopang.