"Alright, I still have things to take care of here. Why don't you guys go take a look in the back first? Let me know when you want to start working!" Yi Feng said indifferently.
The three bowed respectfully and gratefully, scrambling to take the things they had been longing for, and hugged them tightly to their chests before heading to the back of the martial arts hall.
Seeing the three leave, Yi Feng finally turned his gaze back to Lu DaSheng.
His brows furrowed tightly.
Although he was usually quite tolerant, it didn't mean he was an honest man. For those who were clearly here to cause trouble, he would never let them off easily.
As Yi Feng's brows furrowed, Lu DaSheng suddenly felt an invisible pressure attacking him, rendering him completely powerless.
This kind of imposing manner, in his opinion, was even more terrifying than the black-robed man under Yi Feng's feet. Perhaps it wasn't as direct, but this kind of imposing manner was like an innate part of him, a transcendental suppression!
In that moment, he prostrated on the ground, not daring to move a muscle.
Seeing Lu DaSheng's ugly expression as he stammered, his eyes suddenly lit up as he hurriedly said, "Sir, I also heard others say you were opening up wasteland here, so I came to ask if you needed workers."
"So you also came looking for work?" Yi Feng looked at Lu DaSheng, half believing and half suspicious as he asked.
"Yes, I really came looking for work!" Seeing that Yi Feng seemed to somewhat believe his words, Lu DaSheng grabbed onto it like a lifeline and earnestly said, "I really came for work. You must believe me. I'm the kind of person who likes jokes. I was just joking with you earlier."
Seeing Lu DaSheng's sincere appearance, Yi Feng also believed him a little more.
Although this person looked a bit crazy and unreliable, he did previously tell many neighbors he had heard about this matter. And in this day and age, life was difficult for the lower classes. In order to make ends meet, of course they would rush at any chance for work they heard about.
Moreover, it was a good employer like him!
Thinking more carefully, this person had no conflicts with him, Yi Feng. If he really said he was here to cause trouble, it didn't seem to make sense either.
"Since you came for work, stop kneeling on the ground." Yi Feng looked him up and down and said, "But don't make these kinds of suspicious jokes in the future."
Hearing Yi Feng's words, Lu DaSheng hurriedly climbed up from the ground, revealing an expression of having a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.
At the same time, recalling the opportunity with the three Martial Masters from before, his eyes suddenly flashed as calculations appeared in his mind. He hurriedly said, "Sir, I came in a rush like those three. I don't have anything with me either. See?"
"I do have things here, but as you can see, I already have people for the land reclamation. If you really want work that's lacking people, there's only one special job left that needs doing. Are you sure you can handle it?" Yi Feng looked Lu DaSheng up and down as he spoke.
"I can do it, I can do it. I can do any job."
Lu DaSheng hurriedly said, especially when he heard Yi Feng say he would directly give him things, he was even more eager in his performance.
At the same time, a trace of complacency rose in his heart.
Life really was ever-changing. One never knew what would happen in the next moment. As expected, he, Lu DaSheng, lived up to being the number one alchemist in South Sha and was even still qualified to be a strategist!
Look, not only was this crisis resolved, but he might even be able to obtain a great opportunity from this man!
Saint grade, that was saint grade!
Compared to the treasure of saint grade items, what were those two storage rings he lost worth!
Thinking this, Lu DaSheng was simply elated, and couldn't help shouting 666 for his own wisdom and cunning plans!
"Sir, hurry and tell me, what exactly do you plan to have me do? I'm already impatient to start." Lu DaSheng said expectantly, having completely forgotten in the face of saint grade treasures just how terrifying the man in front of him and the one in the corner were.
"Cleaning manure, okay?"
After thinking for a bit, Yi Feng looked at Lu DaSheng and asked.
The previously impatient Lu DaSheng was stupefied upon hearing these two words.