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    Chapter 800: Unable to Endure Any Longer

    In Taiwu City, at the Bureau of Administration.

    The management structure of this holy land for martial arts is quite intriguing. At the top is the Taiwu Pavilion, which oversees thirteen departments: military affairs, city defense, administration, capture, crafting, agriculture, and more, resembling a small court with strict order.

    Numerous martial arts sects and powerful families are involved, making the internal situation exceedingly complex.

    After centuries, it has become very bloated and large.

    For instance, when Wang Chen went to the Bureau of Administration the next day to register his white fox, he was told to go to a lower office first. When he arrived at that office, he was subjected to numerous checks and verification procedures.

    He ran back and forth all morning without completing any paperwork.

    By noon, it was the Bureau of Administration’s lunch break, and he had to wait for an hour to continue.

    Even with Wang Chen’s composure, he almost lost his temper.

    "Hahaha, these little brats!"

    Elder Yao laughed in his mind: "After all these years, nothing has changed."

    This Nascent Soul true immortal clearly suffered the same frustrations in the past.

    He informed Wang Chen that the Bureau of Administration, responsible for civil affairs among the thirteen departments, is notorious for being hard to access, unfriendly, and unhelpful!

    Especially for a rootless and powerless outsider like Wang Chen, he faced even more discrimination.

    "You should first get your name on the World Martial List…"

    Elder Yao advised: "Once you have that innate status, these foul little clerks won’t dare to make things difficult for you."

    "We’ll see."

    Wang Chen shook his head helplessly and found a seat in a nearby teahouse to rest for an hour before trying again in the afternoon.

    If he still couldn’t get it done, he would follow Elder Yao’s advice.

    Just as he sat down, a man in plain clothes with a furtive look approached him quietly: "Hey, little brother, do you need to handle something at the Bureau of Administration?"

    Wang Chen was intrigued and nodded: "Yes, I need to register my pet beast."

    He touched the white fox in his arms as he spoke.

    "What a beautiful fox."

    The man in plain clothes had long noticed the white fox and smiled: "Little brother, if I’m not mistaken, you must have just arrived in Taiwu City, right?"

    Wang Chen did not like the man’s roundabout way of speaking: "Just say what you want directly."

    "You’re straightforward!"

    The man laughed: "Little brother, the waters at the Bureau of Administration run deep. I bet that not only this afternoon, but even tomorrow or the day after, you won’t finish your paperwork!"

    His tone was extremely confident: "But if you leave it to me, I can help you get the Beast Tamer’s Permit in no more than an hour!"

    Indeed, he was a fixer!

    Wang Chen pondered for a moment and asked, "How much?"

    The man raised three fingers and waved them: "Just this much."

    Wang Chen stared at him in silence.

    This kind of number-guessing scam can only fool the naive Little White!

    The man in plain clothes and Wang Chen exchanged glances for a moment, his expression somewhat awkward. He cleared his throat and said, "Three hundred jade coins."

    Wang Chen picked up the teacup on the table: "Goodbye, no need to see me out."

    Three hundred jade coins? Did he really think Wang Chen was an idiot?

    The man in plain clothes, thick-skinned as ever, explained, "Little brother, you don’t understand. I have to take care of things on both ends. Three hundred jade coins really isn’t much. If you can’t afford it, two hundred will do."

    Wang Chen sipped his tea calmly, not even lifting an eyelid.

    The man gritted his teeth: "One hundred fifty, that’s the lowest!"

    Wang Chen was annoyed: "Thirty. Take it or leave it."

    Wang Chen didn’t believe this man was the only fixer around. Besides, he had other options.

    If it weren’t for the hassle, he wouldn’t even offer thirty jade coins, let alone thirty bone coins!

    "Thirty?"

    The man in plain clothes widened his eyes, looking as if he wanted to fight Wang Chen: "Deal!"

    Wang Chen was speechless.

    Elder Yao laughed: "Hahaha, you overpaid!"

    Wang Chen shook his head: "Forget it."

    He didn’t want to bother arguing, so he paid a deposit of ten jade coins as requested and handed over the prepared documents, leaving the man in plain clothes to handle the rest.

    The man quickly took the jade coins and documents and left.

    However, he didn’t run off but went straight to the Bureau of Administration.

    The guarding martial masters at the entrance didn’t stop him at all.

    Money really can make the devil turn the millstone!

    Wang Chen settled down, sipping tea and nibbling on snacks while he waited.

    He didn’t wait long—less than half an incense stick’s time later, the man in plain clothes hurried back to the teahouse.

    The fixer placed the jade coins and documents in front of Wang Chen: "Little brother, I’m sorry, but I can’t take this job."

    Wang Chen took back the documents and pushed the ten jade coins forward: "Can you tell me why?"

    The man was about to leave, but seeing the jade coins, he swallowed hard.

    He glanced around, his hands moving swiftly as he pocketed all the jade coins, then lowered his voice: "Little brother, a big shot has taken an interest in your white fox. You won’t be able to get the paperwork done at the Bureau of Administration."

    "So I advise you to give up. Pet beasts are just material possessions—they’re not worth risking your life over!"

    He spoke these last words with grave sincerity.

    "I understand."

    Wang Chen nodded: "Thanks for the warning."

    The man in plain clothes slipped away quickly.

    But just as the fixer left, another person approached Wang Chen.

    "My friend, we meet again!"

    It was none other than the middle-aged man from the city gate who had tried to buy the white fox the day before!

    "Get lost!"

    Wang Chen remained seated, not even bothering to glance at him.

    The middle-aged man’s face darkened: "You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Since you’re so ungrateful, don’t blame me for being harsh!"

    He took a step back and barked: "Men!"

    In the next moment, over a dozen burly blue-clad men rushed in, surrounding Wang Chen.

    The other tea customers, sensing trouble, scrambled away, fearing they might get caught in the crossfire.

    Even the teahouse owner ducked behind the counter, not daring to make a sound.

    The middle-aged man pointed at Wang Chen and sneered: "Boys, seize this bandit who stole a pet beast! The boss will reward you handsomely!"

    "Yes, sir!"

    The blue-clad men shouted in unison, lunging at Wang Chen.

    Their coordination was flawless, their movements precise, instantly cutting off all avenues of escape for Wang Chen.

    At that moment, Wang Chen asked Elder Yao, "What are the consequences of killing someone in Taiwu City?"

    He wanted to kill.

    Because some people simply went too far, and only by wiping them out completely could he feel satisfied.

    Elder Yao chuckled: "As long as you’re strong enough, there are no consequences!"

    In the next instant, a white figure flashed by!

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