I Can See Your Combat Power

- 35: The Young Man without a Talent for Business (Can I get some recommendations please.) Translator: 549690339

: : The Young Man without a Talent for Business (Can I get some recommendations please.) Translator: 549690339

As the entire Cultivation Ground N0.7 was engrossed in their practice, full of excitement and zeal, no one noticed how gloomy Fang Han looked under his bowed head.

How can it be so soon!? Fang Han still couldn’t believe what Tang Luo had just said.

If Tang Luo was going to leave the Martial Hall in two months, then he, as his retainer, would definitely go with him. If that’s the case, then when would he find time to cultivate?

He originally chose Tang Luo as the clan leader to give himself time to break through. Who could have predicted that it would end up like this?

Fang Han was filled with resentment, feeling that the world was being unfair to him.

Couldn’t there be a little more time for him? Even three years would be enough for him to breakthrough into the Mortal Realm. But why were even such minor requests so problematic?

Tang Luo, of course, didn’t know about the young man’s inner thoughts. After realizing the situation, he couldn’t help but feel complicated about Fang Han.

In the beginning, Tang Luo planned to frantically search for outstanding martial artists like Fang Han, to be his star child host. However, after his “epiphany,” he suddenly felt that the quality of such was not so important. Still, Fang Han was the first person to become his retainer, and he was given the first Mortal Realm star child to cultivate. He also knew about his past. Although the kid had a complex mind, he was still a good fighter. After all, he had talent, and if given enough time, he could grow stronger.

Since Tang Luo’s spiritual power decreased with each use and martial arts competitions were inevitable, a good fighter was indeed necessary. Fang Han should be able to shoulder this responsibility.

So, in Tang Luo’s plan, he would step down from the position of Martial Hall instructor in two months, but Fang Han would continue to stay and cultivate. Tang Luo hoped that he could reach the Mortal Realm or above, then he would let him out. Only when he reaches the Mortal Realm could the power of the Innate Star Knife be truly exploited.

On one side was Fang Han’s negative speculation, on the other was Tang Luo not rushing to clarify. So, each holding their own differing intentions, they gradually drifted apart.

But how could Tang Luo know about these trivial matters? He was pleasantly on his way to find Chang Fu.

“Uncle Fu- hehehe” Tang Luo cheerily walked into the steward’s room.

Chang Fu was processing some documents when he saw Tang Luo appear, he stood up and said: “Young Master, why are you here.”

Tang Luo laughed awkwardly. He always felt guilty for troubling Uncle Fu, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said: “Uncle Fu sit, sit, I have a favor to ask.” “You’re too polite, young master. Please tell me whatever it is.” Chang Fu bowed.

Tang Luo took out a piece of paper from behind and spread it on the table. Chang Fu picked up the blueprint and looked at it for a while before saying: “Young master, this is a…what?”

He was a well-seasoned man, but even for him, Tang Luo’s shop layout plan was puzzling.

He had never seen a shop that consisted of only one guest room and twelve small cultivation rooms.

If the cultivation rooms were not so small that they could only fit a small table and futon, he would have thought Tang Luo planned to open a brothel.

But what business could such a shop do? Chang Fu really couldn’t understand. However, Tang Luo seemed relaxed. He pointed at the blueprint and said, “Oh, it’s a shop.”

Alright then. You’re the young master, after all – your wishes are paramount. Seeing Tang Luo’s resolute attitude, even with the complete blueprint, Chang Fu, as a housekeeper, felt he shouldn’t object anymore. So he asked, “Where do you want to open the shop, young master?”

And pulled over a sheet of blank paper, planning to note down Tang Luo’s requirements.

For the shop’s location, I want it to be an area where clan warriors are scarce.” Preferably a place where wandering warriors and civilian warriors gather.” “Um, and it should be far from North City. Yes, that should do it.” Tang Luo thought for a moment and added this point.

The Tang Mansion was in North City, and with his mother’s showy character, his shop might not be peaceful. It’s better to be a bit farther away.

But hearing Tang Luo’s requirements, Chang Fu found it hard to put his pen to paper.

He was increasingly convinced that Tang Luo was just playing around.

What do wandering warriors and civilian warriors have in common?

One, they have a low realm, and two, they are particularly poor. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Opening a shop in such a place, what future would there be?

Moreover, if Tang Luo wanted to find a prime location, it would certainly need careful consideration. But looking at the current requirements, the whole West City and East City match his criteria.

So Chang Fu asked again, hoping Tang Luo would think more thoroughly:

“Young master, think carefully, are there no other conditions?”

He looked expectantly at Tang Luo, hoping the young man would have a revelation.

Perhaps Tang Luo was a genius in martial arts and techniques, but when it came to business acumen, it was truly a pitiful sight.

Tang Luo, who didn’t catch the hidden meaning in Chang Fu’s eyes, nodded and casually said, “That should do.”

Chang Fu could only sigh helplessly and replied respectfully: “Young master, please wait patiently. When there’s news, this old servant will report to you.” “Alright! Uncle Fu, before I go, about the food from last time – was it to your taste?”

“You’re very thoughtful, young master. The food box contains precious spiritual ingredients. How could it not be?”

“That’s good. I’ll leave you to your work, Uncle Fu.”

“Safe travels, young master.”

That s why having a reliable housekeeper is so important.

Walking out of the steward’s room, Tang Luo sighed, “I really need to find a capable housekeeper to deal with these matters.”

Even if they can’t be as proficient in both literary and martial arts like Uncle Fu, they must be meticulous.

Battle Hall, Steel Bone Tower

A mission issued directly by Tang Sen had people in the Battle Hall abuzz, and every warrior without a mission was gathering on the second floor:

Long-term contract—five years

House guard—Mortal Realm peak, 150,000 gold/year

Bodyguard—Mortal Realm, 50,000 gold/year

Steward 30,000 gold/year

“A house guard for 150,000 gold a year, looks like this task won’t be easy.” “Exactly, the task details aren’t even provided, it’s just a long-term contract.

You might end up earning money but losing your life.”

Don’t say that. There’s bound to be someone who will step up when the rewards are this high.”

The level of warriors in the Battle Hall was all above the Mortal Realm, but the sight of such a mission still drew a crowd, with very few actually interested.

Upon reaching the Mortal Realm, warriors had officially left the cannon fodder phase. Their decades of fighting experience had made them well aware of the dual existence of danger and opportunity.

Those missions without a clear objective were the most frightening. A house guard for 150,000 gold? Guard what? If it’s in Xiling, that’s acceptable, everyone would respect the face of the Tang Clan.

If it’s a pioneering city mission, then it would be a pitiful situation. At least twenty days in a month would be spent in combat. Even Steel Bone warriors wouldn’t be able to handle the workload..