Chapter 6: The Beggars’ Sect Leader and the Goddess of Wealth

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What on earth—she’s adopted a bunch of sworn sons.
So avant-garde, she even knows the whole “sworn father” trope.
Tang Nian nian waved her hand dismissively. “Alright, I’ll give you each an extra Gold Soul Coin to heal your injuries. From now on, you belong to my Beggars’ Sect.”
Beggars’ Sect?
The street urchins exchanged glances.
Tang Nian nian asked, “What’s the matter? Not happy about it?”
“No, no!”
They huddled together, whispering among themselves, before sending a representative to negotiate with Tang Nian nian.
“Um, what exactly does the Beggars’ Sect do?”
He even took a few steps back, clearly intimidated.
This was exactly the effect Tang Nian nian wanted. She explained, “We gather intelligence.”
“Gather intelligence?”
The group looked at each other in confusion.
Tang Nian nian continued, “I’m offering you benefits, and in return, you do some work for me. It’s that simple. What I need is for you to gather information and keep track of people’s movements. You’ve been at the market so long—you must know the usual comings and goings of the folks in Notting City, right?”
She paused, looking at them, waiting for a response.
The representative swallowed nervously—why did this little kid who looked no older than five or six carry such a formidable presence?
“Don’t you understand what I mean?”
Seeing no reply, Tang Nian nian pressed on, “If you don’t want to earn this money, that’s fine. Someone else will.”
With that, she stood up and said to Zhou Yang, “Let’s go, Boss Zhou.”
Zhou Yang nodded and followed silently.
Just as their golden god of wealth was about to leave, the street urchins suddenly gathered courage and lunged at Tang Nian nian!
She’s just a little kid—there’s no way she can beat them, right?
Obviously, they didn’t believe it.
Zhou Yang had no fighting skills; he quickly abandoned Tang Nian nian and hid to the side, not wanting to get caught in danger.
Besides, this was a chance to find out who Tang Nian nian really was.
If she was a noble lady, surely someone would be protecting her nearby. If not…
Zhou Yang didn’t dare think further.
If not, he’d call for help!
In any case, he was determined to protect his wealthy patron!

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Feeling the crowd surging behind her, Tang Nian nian made no move to dodge. Instead, she snapped her fingers toward the sky. Soon, a powerful pressure descended from above, pinning the street urchins to the ground. They fell over, stumbled, legs tangled in a heap.
Zhou Yang’s eyes widened.
He knew it!
His wealthy patron had bodyguards!
This bodyguard was someone Tang Nian nian had met when she hired help to carry her bags.
He was clearly a formidable fighter with relatively high soul power, so she paid him ten Gold Soul Coins a day to protect her.
Like a dragon seen only by its shadow, Zhou Yang hadn’t even caught a glimpse of the bodyguard.
He looked up into the sky but saw nothing.
By then, Tang Nian nian was crouching before the street urchins.
She looked at them with sympathy. “Why did you try to attack me? Haven’t you heard the saying, ‘Money can move ghosts and grind flour’? I’m this rich—do you think I’m just an ordinary person?”
“…”
The street urchins gasped for breath under the pressure.
Indeed, they had been naive!
Tang Nian nian waved her hand in the air, and the pressure lifted. The urchins felt the weight release from their bodies.
After this incident, who would dare disrespect Tang Nian nian?
Forget the Beggars’ Sect—no matter the danger, they wouldn’t dare complain.
And Tang Nian nian wasn’t asking for free work. Since she was so generous with money, they would do their jobs properly. Such a rich and generous boss was rare to find; better not to push their luck.
Having recruited them, Tang Nian nian assigned the task of watching Xiao Wu and Yu Xiaogang to the urchins. Any unusual movements from these two would be reported immediately to Saint Soul Village.
They also asked Tang Nian nian’s name.
She replied, “Just call me Sect Leader.”
*
Leaving the market, Tang Nian nian and Zhou Yang returned to the tavern.
After paying wages, hiring security, and recruiting muscle, the expenses totaled less than a thousand Gold Soul Coins. Tang Nian nian fingered the cold coins in her pocket, feeling a twinge of melancholy.
She was so sad—she actually couldn’t spend all her money.
Zhou Yang was a handsome man in his twenties, sporting a thin mustache. He had inherited the tavern but was also an expert brewer, arguably one of the best on the continent.
Perhaps because of his roguish looks, he had no girlfriend, Tang Nian nian thought.
“I say, Lady Fortune, the afternoon’s nearly gone—aren’t you going home?”
Zhou Yang had just inquired about the distance from Notting City to Saint Soul Village. It was quite far.
To deliver the wine Tang Nian nian ordered before nightfall, he had already sent his servant off without rest, hoping the shipment would reach Saint Soul Village before dark.
Tang Nian nian sighed. She wanted to go home early too, but since she still had money left, she didn’t want to leave just yet.

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Five hundred and ten thousand—still five hundred and ten thousand left!
Maybe she should buy a new house?
Property doesn’t depreciate and can even generate more wealth.
“Do you have a place to live?” Tang Nian nian suddenly looked at Zhou Yang and asked casually.
Zhou Yang was taken aback but nodded. “Of course!”
He had inherited his family’s business—how could he not have a place?
Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and asked, “What’s this, Lady Fortune? Are you planning to live at my place?”
“…”
Tang Nian nian was speechless.
“I mean, if you don’t have a place, I can lend you my new house temporarily.”
What?
Lend him her new house?!
Zhou Yang blinked. “Lady Fortune, no need to be so generous, right?”
“If you don’t want it, then don’t take it.” Tang Nian nian’s fleeting thought vanished immediately.
Compared to that, maybe she could go into business?
Zhou Yang wasn’t unwilling—he just didn’t believe Tang Nian nian would actually lend him a new house. Just as he was about to say yes, Tang Nian nian changed her mind.
“Where are the best craftsmen in Notting City?”
Zhou Yang parted his lips but found himself unable to speak.
“They’re in the southern part of the city.”
He pointed the way.
Tang Nian nian said, “Take me there.”
“Oh.”
Zhou Yang knew his chance at the house was gone.
On the way, Tang Nian nian asked if there were any idle large estates in Notting City.
Zhou Yang answered honestly, and together they went to the land sales office to purchase a vacant plot over ten thousand square meters.
“My goodness, Lady Fortune, what are you planning to build?”
Zhou Yang was stunned.
Even with money, you don’t spend it like this!