"City Lord, according to Chaos City's laws, Bennett has committed a grave crime, and should be punished severely. However, the properties under him do not belong to him. The teahouses, shops, and restaurants are all the Marquis Family's properties. They shouldn't be confiscated."
"Yes, City Lord. We don't have any evidence to prove that these properties are involved in illegal operations. Isn't it too hasty to punish them like this? It's unfair to the Marquis Family."
"City Lord …"
Michael frowned as he listened to the officials' advice. With a sullen expression, he said, "Bennett's case is still under investigation. It's not up to you to decide if those properties are really clean."
An elderly official stood up, and looked at Michael with an intense gaze as he said, "City Lord, our Chaos City is a city ruled by law, and justice is the foundation of our city. If we can't even guarantee that, I'm afraid we'll disappoint our residents."
"I've never doubted the rule of law, and will never cross this bottom line," Michael said solemnly as he looked at that official. Michael looked at that official with a serious expression before sweeping his gaze across all the other officials present. His voice also became sterner as he said, "However, if anyone wants to confuse right and wrong, I will not tolerate it. Bennett's incident will be the beginning of Chaos City's reformation of the underground world. It's best not to have any wishful thinking."
A few officials avoided Michael's gaze in a panic.
"You should have done this long ago." That elderly official who stood up earlier nodded with relief.
"Meeting adjourned." Michael stood up and walked out of the door.
"City Lord, the Marquis Family has torn off the teahouse's seal, and sent people to move in," Dicus said as he followed beside Michael.
"Who gave them the approval?" Michael asked with a frown.
"The approval from the Department of Property Rights. According to the rules, they have the authority to decide on the ownership of properties that have yet to be determined. The Marquis Family submitted the application, and the process is in accordance with the rules," Dicus replied.
"Ha. They even dare to issue an approval at a time like this. The four major families are indeed a little greedy." Michael sneered with a dark expression.
"Should we inform the Department of Property Rights about this?"
"No need. I want to see how far they can go." Michael shook his head, and gravely said, "It's time to clean up the city lord's castle. I'm afraid they've all forgotten who they're supposed to serve. If the interests of the four major families are above the law, then Chaos City will have no place to stand."
"Yes." Dicus' expression turned serious. After a moment of silence, he said, "Apart from that, the shop that the Gray Temple gave to Miss Raina from Amy's has also been taken over by the Marquis Family."
"There's such a thing?" Michael stopped and frowned. "Who instigated it this time?"
"The Department of Property Rights seems to have written them a note."
"It seems that after old Marquis died, there is indeed no successor." Michael smiled as he continued walking forward.
"Should we send someone to mediate over there?"
Michael shook his head, and said, "Don't worry about them. Someone will teach them a lesson, and it'll be easier than us. However, the Department of Property Rights is most likely rotten to the core. Go to the Gray Temple for me later."
"Yes." Dicus nodded. He wondered if the Gray Temple would intervene in this matter. They were the ones who gave the shop away, so it didn't seem to be a problem for them to intervene.
…
"What interesting things have happened in the city recently?" Ian asked with a smile as he sat next to the fish pond with a fishing rod in his hand and a buoy in his eyes.
"There are quite a lot of interesting things. That Bennett from the Marquis Family has failed, and all the dirty things he did were exposed. He probably won't be able to get out of jail this time." Hill, who was sitting next to him, was throwing a bunch of biscuits into the fish pond. There was already a big school of fish in front of them.
"That little fellow has been on the wrong path since he was young. His father is also a jerk. If I didn't help him, he would have ended up like this. It's really sad." Ian sighed.
"He deserves it. What's there to pity?" Hill pursed his lips.
"For this matter to become like this, the city lord's castle is most likely going to start dealing with this problem. You're the head of the family now. You have to keep an eye on your subordinates. You can't be careless."
"I'll break anyone who dares to do that." Hill sternly said, "There are so many ways to earn money. If you insist on going down the wrong path, then don't blame me for being merciless."
"Haha, you have my style, lass." Ian looked at Hill with satisfaction, and smilingly said, "If it were your father or those uncles of yours, they wouldn't have said or done such things."
"This concerns the survival of the family. I have a balance in my heart. Those methods are not long-term solutions, and they can't let the family prosper," Hill said seriously.
"Alright, alright. Go and do your work. You've already fed the fish. What else am I going to fish for?" Ian said with disdain.
"Hmph. Then you can fish by yourself." Hill tossed the remaining biscuits in his hand into the fish pond, and left with a smile.
"This lass …" Ian looked at Hill's receding figure with resignation. Then, he casually tossed his hook into the school of fish, and chuckled to himself as he murmured to himself, "That old man Geoffrey isn't as carefree as I am."
…
In a luxurious private room, smoke was swirling around. Cyril was lying in the arms of a blonde beauty, intoxicated by the magic potion.
"Young Master Cyril, what have you been busy with recently? Have you found a way to make a fortune? "a young master in a golden robe asked with a smile as he lay across from him.
"Sigh, don't talk about it. I've been annoyed by a lass recently." Cyril spat on the ground with a dark expression.
He had heard that Suede Apparel's business was booming, and it had become the most popular and reputable women's clothing store in Chaos City. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was raking in money every day.
Meanwhile, the doubtful voices in the family had also started to side with Gloria because she had turned Suede's losses into profits, and even created another industry.
His blacksmith shop had not been doing well recently, and he was starting to feel tired from the increase in production. With his ability, he could not do better in the short term.
"Then, let me tell you about a good business deal. Have you heard about the Marquis Family's Bennett being arrested recently?"
"Who doesn't know about this?" Cyril pursed his lips. He did not care much about the business deal that this scoundrel friend of his was talking about.
"Indeed, everyone knows about this, but not many people know that after Bennett was arrested, 10-odd gambling dens and brothels in the city were closed down. Those gamblers and customers have nowhere to go, so they have been very restless recently." That person chuckled, and said, "If we open a few gambling dens and brothels at this time, and get some of that medicine to sell to make up for the shortfall, it won't be easy to earn money."
"There's such a thing?! Are you serious? "Cyril sat up immediately with glowing eyes.
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