However, compared to the massive expenses required for cultivation, it really isn’t worth mentioning. "The jobs I find will definitely be easy," Bentley stated plainly, "if you’re not satisfied, we’ll just have to go robbing." Qu Jianlei thought about it and shook his head, "Forget about robbing, once it becomes a habit, it’s not a good thing." Bentley nodded slightly, "People who can’t control their own desires won’t get far on the path of cultivation." Then isn’t your obsession for revenge a desire? Qu Jianlei puckered his lips but was too lazy to say more. Bentley’s ability to get things done in the Celestial District was not to be underestimated. Three days later, he had already found their first job. It was a house call service, and the price wasn’t low—two hundred silver coins for travel expenses, and more money to identify the problem. The requirement to make a house call made Qu Jianlei hesitant; he wasn’t just a homebody, he also didn’t want to reveal his true face. The Celestial District was different from the Gathering Area below; it was rare to see anyone wearing a face cover. Typically, there are only two situations where someone might wear one: in windy weather or outdoors. Even wearing a face cover outdoors usually indicates one thing—I’m probably going to do something not so great. As for in Houjing? Wearing a face cover in normal weather just asks for an inquiry. However, Bentley was quite considerate; he bought an animal mask for Qu Jianlei to wear. In addition to that, he also bought some high-end testing equipment, which was quite costly. He was very open-minded, "If you want to make big money, investment in equipment is a must... this is a legitimate business." Qu Jianlei, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but laugh, "Those illegitimate businesses... require even more investment." Bentley understood what he was referring to and nonchalantly said, "Firearms and ammo, they’re useful for self-defense too." The two of them rode off on a tricycle, and at the city checkpoint, the guard indeed asked, "Why the mask?" Bentley answered straightforwardly, "Provoked someone." The guard glanced at Qu Jianlei, but raised his hand and let them through—they both had proper documentation, after all. Fresh chapters posted on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽 Thus, it was evident that the acceptance of masks here was indeed higher than of face covers. The tricycle drove all the way to a five-story building, which had a grand sign on its roof—"Gold Industry Center." On the way, Bentley had already explained, this wasn’t a gold trading center, just a highly-developed office building. In Blue Star’s eyes, this was just an office building, renting rooms to various companies. Even in Houjing, five-story buildings are rare; the decor here is quite luxurious, and it’s located in the CBD area. The rental prices are also quite stunning, essentially saying—"If you’re poor, get out!" The ones inviting Qu Jianlei for repairs this time were the owners of the building—there was equipment in need of fixing. Armed guards stood at the entrance of the Gold Industry Center, eyeing Qu Jianlei with great caution. One guard spoke in a harsh tone, "What are you here for? Take off the mask!" Given the prestige of this building, how could they allow a mysterious person to come near? Before Qu Jianlei could respond, Bentley spoke up slowly. "I’ve arranged with Administrator Shana... just call her out." The guard looked at him skeptically, then picked up the intercom to make a call. Not long after, a slightly plump middle-aged woman hurried out. Seeing Bentley, her eyes brightened, and she greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Terry is here?" Her smile was very enthusiastic, and Qu Jianlei glanced at Bentley skeptically: Is Old Ben... using his charms? It’s a bit of a struggle, but given your looks... it’s probably thanks to your physical prowess, right? Bentley seemed to guess what was going on and gave him a helpless glance. Administrator Shana followed his gaze to Qu Jianlei and couldn’t help but pause. Then she looked back at Bentley, hesitantly asking, "What’s with the mask?" (Second update, dedicated to Master He Meng "Shangguan Shenxue".)