Some say that whether it’s Gold Respect or Shenglong Hall, they are all a bunch of oddballs. Even the other bounties consist of genuine silver, precious stones and jewels, yet the reward Gold Respect offers for Marshal Baowei’s head is an invaluable inner martial arts manual. "Thank you, brother!" Liang Zhichen thanked Big Beard with a fist salute, but after he turned around, his face slightly darkened, and his eyes were filled with shadows. After Big Beard had left, Dong Huiying pulled at him with a soft laugh. She was about to speak when Zhichen cut in first, "Little sister, this place is not like the usual. Once we, the three siblings, enter the Golden Triangle, we must be cautious. We wouldn’t want to offend any of the big shots in the city." Dong Huiying closed her mouth, a hint of contemplation sweeping through her eyes before she obediently nodded slightly. She spread a sweet smile on her lips, "I’ll listen to big brother." The question she originally wanted to ask was therefore put aside for the time being. Walls have ears, she unobtrusively looked around and upon close inspection, she realized that there were informants everywhere. It seems that the Golden Triangle truly is a Dragon’s Den and Tiger’s Lair. At the city gate, there was a toll booth with a long line of people. Entering or leaving the city required the payment of a tael of silver, and these gates were mainly controlled by some of the powers within the Golden Triangle. The trio began to queue. After a good while, they finally entered the city, unscathed. "Wang San, you wretched thing, how dare you lay a hand on my little sister, I’ll kill you!" A big man from Dajin charged at a thin man with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks. Though slim like a bag of bones, this man called Wang San was extremely nimble. A dagger slid across the big man’s throat, and as he fell to the ground, Wang San spat and took a piece of silver from his chest to throw on the corpse, then contemptuously wiped the blood from the dagger’s blade. "You dare cross me with your kind of riff-raff? Haven’t you heard of my reputation? As for your sister, a wilted flower, a fallen leaf, it’s her good fortune if I take a fancy to her!" Wang San strode off, and immediately raggedly dressed men rushed to snatch the silver from the corpse. It seemed these people were specifically there to dispose of bodies. This is the law of the Golden Triangle! Here, bloodshed is common, but bodies cannot be left unattended. If one is too lazy to deal with the body themselves, they simply leave a piece of silver, using it to hire someone for corpse collection. If this rule isn’t followed, the city’s big shots naturally administer punishment. The Golden Triangle, also known as Jin City, is famous for its ramparts which form a large triangle. The major internal forces divide up their territories, each area has a master who manages the affairs of the Golden Triangle. Dong Huiying watched as the body was dragged away by several beggar-like men, feeling a chill in her heart. A human life, just like that, gone. In front of her eyes, just like that, it dissipated. Indeed, life is as cheap as grass! She clenched her fist slightly, then took Liang Zhichen’s and Liang Haoming’s hands, one on each side. Liang Zhichen paused, then suddenly stretched out his long arm to pull her into his embrace, hand pressing on the back of her head, burying her face in his chest. "It’s okay, don’t be afraid, I’m here." She gave a soft "mm" and then struggled out of his embrace. "Let’s go, we should first find a place to rest." Before crossing the river, her mood had been light, but after witnessing the blood and violence of this place, she began to feel oppressed.