And... you haven't scoped it out at all, how do you plan to rob? Do you know where the money is kept? Do you know what level of guards they have? Do you know where to enter and retreat?

I tell you, robbery isn't that easy!"

"No need to rob, no need to rob, I have a good idea that could make us a fortune."

"Let's hear it. If it's good, we can work together."

Ruan Ahfei leaned close to Chang Kui's ear, whispered a few words, and the latter's sharp pupils gradually gleamed with light and a hint of a smile.

...

...

The sky was getting darker, the red clouds overcast.

Silver Creek Square could be considered the most stable and wealthy square in Shanbao County, so even when there was a famine outside, it remained bustling and crowded.

And Hengwu Restaurant, due to its Three-Spring Wine, was one of the liveliest places around.

Time ticked by, second by second...

The patrons gradually left.

At midnight, when the last patron departed, the waiter closed the door.

After the restaurant, a middle-aged man with a bushy beard stretched lazily, yawned, and walked out of the distillery.

He was one of the brewers in the distillery and a servant brought from Lianglong Mountain to Hengwu Restaurant, called Lin the Fourth.

Lin the Fourth saw a man sitting on the distant horse bench and shouted, "Mr. Zhou, not asleep yet, huh."

Zhou Jia seemed not to notice him and just quietly looked into the distance, his gaze weathered, as if lost in reminiscence or deep in thought.

Lin the Fourth did not expect Zhou Jia to answer, turned around, locked the door, handed the lock into the restaurant, and came out again, smiling, saying, "Mr. Zhou, I'm heading home."

This time, Zhou Jia seemed to realize someone was talking to him and slightly nodded his head.

Lin the Fourth left with a smile.

Although he was very tired, his heart was satisfied.

Seeing the proprietress find a new place of belonging, the servants were all happy.

Originally, they didn't think too much of it, but the son-in-law was too capable, following him, the happiness and contentment on the proprietress's face were apparent to anyone.

Moreover, this son-in-law was clearly someone impressive. Now, in Silver Creek, Hengwu Restaurant was stable and steadfast.

These servants' lives were getting better and better, full of hope for the future, motivated to work hard.

The proprietress letting him work in the distillery was itself a huge trust, his wife had also told him to work well, not to betray the trust of the son-in-law and the proprietress.

Lin the Fourth clenched his fist, of course, he would work well!

With this thought, he quickened his pace. He needed to hurry home to rest, so he could arrive at the distillery early in the morning and ensure the next batch of wine was brewed early.

As he passed an alley, a large, hairy hand suddenly flashed out from the shadows, quickly covered his mouth, and violently dragged him into the darkness.

Simultaneously, a medicinal smell filled Lin the Fourth's nostrils, and he... instantly lost consciousness.

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...

The next day, morning.

Li Yuan routinely arrived at Hengwu Restaurant with the proprietress's carriage.

Yichan Pavilion was far more sensible than he expected, which avoided a lot of trouble.

And in these days, his life began to become routine again:

Cultivating sword skill, holding the Sixth Grade "Tangible but Spiritless" Life Atlas from Soul-Throwing Technique, browsing the black market to see if there were suitable targets, pondering how to build a force, using forces to open up channels, etc...

Today, Li Yuan planned to browse the black market, hoping to consider demon beasts and skills, although a cultivation skill containing a sixth-grade Life Atlas seemed unlikely.

But as he and the proprietress arrived at the restaurant, the shopkeeper hurriedly ran forward from behind the counter, whispered, "Young Master Li, Proprietress, last night Lin the Fourth disappeared, his wife is here, crying."

The two were stunned for a moment, quickly followed the shopkeeper to the backyard, where they saw a long-browed, sharp-eyed woman in a wide cloth jacket crying. Upon seeing people arrive, she rushed over, saying, "Young Master Li, Proprietress... my husband... he didn't return last night... did something happen to him... if something has happened, what am I supposed to do, sob..."

The proprietress immediately went forward to comfort the woman.

Li Yuan glanced at Zhou Jia not far away. Zhou Jia shook his head, indicating it didn't happen here.

Li Yuan surveyed the surroundings.

The brick-and-stone distillery was already operating in the morning twilight. Although the door was tightly closed, a mix of grain and distiller's yeast smells still emanated through the cracks.

These smells were extraordinarily strong, seemingly masking all other scents.

Li Yuan pushed the door open.

The brewing workers inside the distillery hastened to salute, all wearing thick work clothes.

Li Yuan glanced at the only thick cloth work coat left hanging on the wall and asked, "Is this Lin the Fourth's?"

"Young Master Li, this coat belongs to Lin the Fourth..." a nearby brewer quickly replied.

Li Yuan nodded, motioned to stop the rushing workers, and said: "Carry on with your work."

With that, he silently used the Tracking Technique.

Instantly, the air's scent acquired a layered texture.

The myriad aromas, distinct and disparate, clearly manifested in Li Yuan's nose, grain's strong scent, lingering strong liquor aroma, the damp wood smell of barrels, faint charcoal smoke scent, earthy smell, sweet fragrance...

All kinds of scents formed strings like musical notes, each with its unique aroma...

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