"The guild I founded, the Jingjiao Guild, boasts six thousand four hundred ordinary members and over seven thousand core members. One of the three dominant powers in Lanshou Province, with its main headquarters in Jiyuan City and branches throughout the region." "I have been married five times, with two daughters, and have also taken on disciples." "My first wife, Jin Shi, was gentle and composed. She was the only daughter of Jin Canshan, the head of Jin Shi Courier Agency, who has now perished. She leaves behind a daughter, Mu Yu Zhu." "My second wife, Li Shi, is well-educated and refined, the daughter of a prominent family, and has no children." "My third wife, Liu Shi, is spirited and ambitious. She is the younger sister of Liu Feng, the head of Changfeng Gate in Quling City, and has no children—she requires close attention." "My fourth wife, Yan Shi, is my cousin. She is calm, astute, and possesses a refined demeanor. She has a daughter, Mu Cai Huan. As I depart, I have entrusted the majority of the Jingjiao Guild's power to her—she may be fully trusted." "My fifth wife, "My adopted daughter, Mo Fengwu, was originally one of my closest subordinates' daughters. When her parents passed away, I took her in as my own. At the time of departure, she was only seven years old—clever, bright, and endowed with a refined intellect." "Yan Ge, my senior disciple—average talent, but already proficient in the master's supreme technique, the Magic Silver Fist. At the time of departure, she was twelve, still developing in character." "Zhao Kun, my second disciple—exceptionally talented, already trained in the master's foundational art, the Trapped Dragon Technique. At the time of departure, he was ten years old, still maturing in temperament." "Ma Kongtian, my brother-in-arms by bond, currently serving as the Chief Guardian of the Jingjiao Assembly—his nature is..." How exactly should he proceed? Should he make contact with the wife of Doctor Mo, or should he secretly steal away with Baoyu? These decisions will only be made after Han Li has learned the full details. In this way, the local power broker, Sun Er-gou, whom he secured yesterday, will prove invaluable—surely he will be able to extract a wealth of useful information from him. After carefully reviewing the will once more, Han Li tucked it into his breast. He then raised his head, thought for a moment, and walked to the bedside, sitting down. He spread his legs apart, placed his palms upward on his knees, and closed his eyes, beginning to meditate and examine the state of his internal condition. The cold, damp toxin deep within his dantian had been gradually spreading outward since a month ago. Originally only a faint shadow, it now had solidified into a black mass the size of a broad bean and was continuously growing larger. Based on his own assessment, Han Li estimated that within two months, the toxin would fully erupt and overwhelm him—by then, he would likely be unable to escape death. Han Li was deeply concerned, determined to secure the "Warm Sun Jade" at all costs, when suddenly someone knocked on the door. "Come in!" Han Li opened his eyes and said coldly. The door was gently pushed open, and Sun Er-gou entered, bowing deeply upon seeing Han Li, then respectfully stated, "Good morning, Master! I am here to serve your commands!" "Well said. To have come so promptly—this truly shows initiative!" Han Li said with satisfaction, then rose from the bed and walked over to Sun Er-gou, arms behind his back. "Thank you, Master. If even such a small task were beyond my ability, then what good would it be for you to have spared my life?" Sun Er-gou smiled warmly, expressing his loyalty. That very day, upon returning home, Sun Er-gou had not failed to consider reporting Han Li's matter to his superiors and then bringing skilled reinforcements to avenge his cause. But as soon as he thought about himself taking that "corroding heart pill," his courage vanished entirely. After a long night of deep contemplation, he still found no solution, so he had no choice but to come see Han Li, hoping that once Han Li helped him, the latter would truly provide him with a remedy to cure this life-threatening "corroding heart pill." "Let me first hear about your identity. From the way you looked that day, you seem to be a junior leader." Han Li said calmly and indifferently. "I am the head manager of the West City's Siping Guild at the wharf, with around forty or fifty subordinates beneath me—so I can certainly be considered a leader." Sun Er-gou said respectfully. "Siping Guild?" Han Li asked gently. "Yes, the Siping Guild is one of the thirty-three smaller guilds in the West City of Jiyuan City, with nearly a thousand members, mostly dock workers and laborers. The guild master is Shen Zhongshan, known for his strong arms, and he has three chief protectors under his command. Sun Er-gou immediately proved himself tactful, fully disclosing the information about his faction to outsiders, though he showed not the slightest sense of embarrassment. "Was the big black-clad man who attacked me yesterday also from the Siping Faction?" "Not exactly. His name is Black Bear, the head of the Iron Fist Association within the Thirty-Third Faction. We've had a rather strained relationship ever since." Sun Er-gou replied with a polite, courtly smile. "With so many smaller factions already in just the West City, how many must there be in the entire Jia Yuan City?" Han Li, arms folded, slowly walked back to the bedside. "Indeed, there are over forty small factions with fewer than a thousand members in Jia Yuan City, seven or eight medium-sized ones with two to three thousand members, and no less than three large factions with over ten thousand members." Sun Er-gou stood his ground, speaking plainly and honestly. "Now then, tell me about the larger and medium-sized factions—please don't go into detail about the smaller ones!" Han Li casually lifted his sleeve, sat down on the edge of the bed, and waited quietly for Sun Er-gou's account.