Chapter 672 - 416: I Don’t Care If You Have Big Shots Backing You

Chapter 672: Chapter 416: I Don’t Care If You Have Big Shots Backing You

GULP, GULP, GULP...

Lin Li picked up the bowl of delicious chicken soup before him and quickly downed it all.

Seeing that Lin Li had finished his soup, Qin Muqing swallowed the food in her mouth. Thinking of getting him his sixth bowl, she said, "Mr. Lin, give me your bowl! I’ll go get you another."

"Thank you, but no need. I’m already full," Lin Li said with a smile, feeling about seventy percent full. He then stood up, gathered his bowl and chopsticks, and prepared to take them to the kitchen.

"Don’t move. Leave them, I’ll clean up," Qin Muqing said, quickly putting down her chopsticks and standing up when she saw what Lin Li was doing.

Although she had lived a life of luxury back home with countless servants to wait on her, things were completely different now that she had run away. Qin Muqing was very clear about what her current situation demanded of her.

"You haven’t finished yet. Keep eating. I can just clean up my own dishes." Lin Li raised his hand and pressed down in the air a few times, gesturing for Qin Muqing to sit back down and continue her meal.

Then, he gathered the empty serving plates and his own bowl and chopsticks and took them to the kitchen.

Qin Muqing didn’t insist further and sat back down. As she ate the rice in her bowl, she watched Lin Li’s retreating figure carrying the dishes to the kitchen, a peculiar light twinkling in her bright eyes.

Lin Li placed the dishes in the sink, returned to the dining room, and said to the still-eating Qin Muqing, "I need to go out and take care of some things now."

"Oh." Qin Muqing nodded, then asked, "Will you be back tonight?"

Once Lin Li dealt with the Red Blood Gang, he planned to return to Blue Star. He shook his head. "No, I won’t be back. After I leave and it gets dark, make sure you lock the door early."

"Okay." Hearing Lin Li’s reply, Qin Muqing thought, ’Just as I expected.’

After announcing his departure, Lin Li turned and left the dining room, heading for the front door in the entryway.

THUD.

The sound of the door closing let Qin Muqing, who was eating in the dining room, know that Lin Li was gone.

’In all the days I’ve been staying here, Mr. Lin has never once spent the night. What on earth is he so busy with?’

’Could Mr. Lin be off to a brothel to have some fun? Er... probably not. Mr. Lin doesn’t seem like the type of person who would do that.’

Qin Muqing muttered to herself for a moment, then had another thought: even if Lin Li really was going to a brothel, she had no right to say anything about it.

Shaking her head, she stopped trying to guess what Lin Li was doing now that he was out.

「The brilliant red sunset on the horizon would not fade for another hour.」

After leaving his house, Lin Li hailed a horse-drawn carriage by the roadside and asked the driver to take him near the docks controlled by the Red Blood Gang.

CLIP-CLOP, CLIP-CLOP, CLIP-CLOP...

The horse’s hooves made a crisp sound as they struck the bluestone-paved road. Pedestrians bustled back and forth on both sides of the street, creating a lively scene.

"WHOA..."

The driver pulled on the reins, signaling the horse to stop. Once the carriage came to a halt, he turned his head and spoke to the passenger inside.

"Sir, we’re here."

"Mm."

Lin Li stepped out of the carriage, paid the fare, and gazed toward the bustling docks in the distance.

His gaze first swept over the workers, who were drenched in sweat and gritting their teeth as they hauled cargo. Then, his eyes settled on the Red Blood Gang supervisors scattered across the docks, whips in hand.

THUD.

A worker carrying a wooden crate accidentally dropped it on the ground. A member of the Red Blood Gang responsible for supervising saw this, immediately rushed over, and loudly berated the timid worker.

"You idiot, what do you think you’re doing? I told you to handle it with care! Did my words go in one ear and out the other?"

The timid worker wasn’t very old, only thirteen or fourteen. On Blue Star, he would be considered a child laborer, of an age not legally permitted to work.

But in this Otherworld, which was still in a feudal era, it was very common for children from poor families to start working at this age to make a living.

After all, for the vast majority of poor families, not working meant starving to death. Thus, no one thought there was anything inappropriate about a person of this age being put to work.

Being scolded by the Red Blood Gang supervisor, the young worker was on the verge of tears. His voice trembling, he quickly apologized, "I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I won’t make this kind of mistake again."

The Red Blood Gang supervisor cracked his leather whip and said with a deadpan expression, "This is the first and last time. If you make such a basic mistake again, don’t blame me for being merciless. Got it?"

"I got it." The young worker nodded furiously, gratefully replying to the ferocious Red Blood Gang supervisor.

"Good that you got it. Now hurry up and get moving! It’ll be dark soon.

If you haven’t moved this entire shipment into the warehouse by nightfall, then none of you will be eating dinner," the ferocious Red Blood Gang supervisor said menacingly, scanning the workers who were staring at him.

The workers, who had been toiling all afternoon and were so hungry their stomachs were practically touching their spines, were furious when they heard what the ferocious Red Blood Gang supervisor said about dinner.

But no matter how angry they felt, they only dared to curse him silently in their hearts, not daring to show any hint of dissatisfaction on their faces.

The reason they were angry but didn’t dare to speak out was simply that they were common people from poor families. Uneducated and possessing only their physical strength, they had no better way to earn a living than to sell their labor at the docks.