A Zhi Ge Court and an Inspection Bureau, the supportive forces from officialdom were already strong enough.
Soon, five days had passed.
That evening, more than three hundred people with anxious hearts entered Qingyuan Fist Village.
Among these people were the managers of various business ventures of Tiger Saber Gang, as well as the Gang's enforcers and chiefs, and even the leaders of peripheral gangs like Bear Power Gang, which included more than twenty Martial Artists in the Body Breaking Stage!
In merely five days, Liu San certainly couldn't have met so many people; most of those who came tonight had done so spontaneously after receiving the news.
These people all pinned their hopes on the Green-faced Ghost King rebuilding the Tiger Saber Gang, so they wouldn't end up as homeless dogs.
Qingyuan Fist Village had already gotten wind of this and didn't stop these people but instead sent someone to guide them into the Inner Village, and then to a sports venue meant for competition.
In the competition arena used for sports events, over three hundred people gathered together, forming different small groups, whispering among themselves:
"Do you think the Green-faced Ghost King really plans to rebuild the Tiger Saber Gang?"
"It doesn't seem likely to me, in these few days when Tiger Saber Gang's officials sought him out, he didn't meet a single one."
"Could it be that he only wants to handle matters of the World and not get involved with official affairs?"
"But how can the World and officialdom be separated? Without the support of officials, we don't know how much trouble we'll face in doing business in the future!"
"Indeed, it's baffling. I don't understand what this Ghost King is thinking."
Besides those engaged in legitimate business, nearly everyone present was involved in businesses that were more or less illegal.
Charging protection fees, running opium dens, smuggling trades—to say nothing of seemingly legal gambling dens and brothels, which were equally rife with illegal dealings.
Therefore, everyone present didn't understand why the Green-faced Ghost King would refuse the support and pleas of the Tiger Saber Gang's officials.
In today's world, the World of martial arts and the officialdom were inseparable. Without the support of officials, it was difficult for businesses of the World to thrive. Similarly, officials needed Jianghu people to provide them with benefits and offering them support in force.
Both were symbiotic; lacking one was like walking with a limp—an unsustainable way to proceed.
With such doubts, the crowd awaited Liu San's arrival.
This former Boxing Village broker didn't enter the competition ground below but came out from the stands above.
As Liu San made his appearance, the assembly quickly quieted down, all eyes turning toward him.
Being watched by so many made Liu San somewhat nervous.
Fortunately, he wasn't the protagonist tonight.
"Lu Zhangquan, Lou Yuanzhe..."
Following a list, Liu San began to call out names:
"Everyone whose name I call out, stand to the left; the rest of you, stand to the right."
Following Li Fei's instructions, Liu San began directing the crowd below to arrange themselves.
Soon, more than three hundred people were standing in neat rows, no longer a messy bunch, gaining an air of momentum.
After the crowd had arranged themselves, Liu San stepped back.
A figure strode onto the stand, slowly moving to the spot directly opposite the center of the rows, looking down at the people below from a high position.
A black robe, a saber at his side, wearing an Evil Ghost Mask of green.
The comer was none other than the Green-faced Ghost King!
Perhaps it was prearranged, for suddenly someone from below shouted loudly:
"Green-faced Ghost King, supreme in Martial Arts!"
"All comrades of the Tiger Saber Gang, salute the Ghost King—"
As the voice fell, the more than three hundred people below bowed in unison toward the figure standing on the stand.
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