Zhao Caishen had recently been spending his time in Sandong City, frequently lingering around Wu Daoning's house.
Wu Daoning was kind-hearted and treated Zhao Caishen with great reverence. He meticulously offered incense and prayed with utmost sincerity, remembering Zhao Caishen's immense blessings.
As the saying goes, a kind heart reaps boundless merit.
Even after his supermarket had been vandalized, it had not deterred customers. Business seemed to be even more booming than before.
He had already inquired about the background of the people who had caused trouble:
Her name was Jia Shuqing, a well-known woman in Huaihua Village. Because she was eloquent, she had been involved in village affairs from a young age.
When Huaihua Village was still a village, she had assisted the village committee. Back then, everyone saw her as a capable person.
The turning point came when Huaihua Village was eyed by developers and tall buildings began to rise. Leveraging her connections, she contracted the waste disposal work for all the residential areas within the village.
Her source of income was collecting sanitation fees, which she had been doing for years.
Most of the households were originally from Huaihua Village. In the beginning, no one said anything. The fees were considered reasonable, as someone had to clean up.
However, as she became more familiar with the operations, her boldness grew, and she gradually became wealthy.
The original villagers, now residents, all said she had accumulated so much money through overt and covert scheming.
Especially in recent years, she had become increasingly brazen, emboldened by the backing of the village committee.
This was why some elders had advised Wu Daoning against renting so many storefronts. As his business grew, he was bound to attract attention, especially in Huaihua Village.
After learning this, Wu Daoning felt remorseful for not heeding the advice of those old gentlemen.
The current China was a society governed by law. He truly never imagined that blatant robbery could still occur.
But since he had already refused, there was no room for negotiation. He could only take things one step at a time.
Zhao Caishen had not yet traveled to other places when he suddenly noticed that the Fu Guo system had issued a task. He hadn't intended to accept it, but upon seeing that the benefactor of the Fu Guo was Wu Daoning, he accepted it.
With a task, he naturally had to make a trip. He flashed himself into Wu Daoning's supermarket.
It was past ten o'clock at night.
Since their business catered to the local area, the supermarket operated until very late every day.
At this moment, only Wu Daoning was in the store, tending the counter.
"Boss, two packs of cigarettes!"
As he spoke, a young man, about seventeen or eighteen, with his chest bare, walked in, followed by another young man of similar age, also bare-chested.
Hearing that there was a customer, Wu Daoning casually asked:
"Which kind?"
The young men reeked of alcohol but did not speak, instead pointing to the shelf behind Wu Daoning.
Wu Daoning picked up a pack of red cigarettes and handed it over.
"Fifteen yuan!"
"What? You want this much for a pack of cigarettes?"
The young man seemed displeased and grumbled.
"It's not expensive. This is the uniform price. You can check other places." Wu Daoning calmly explained.
The price of cigarettes was fixed. In all of Sandong City, the price was the same, and even the most expensive wouldn't exceed one yuan more.
"Smoking your cigarettes is a sign of respect! Don't push your luck!"
The companion behind the young man shouted loudly.
Wu Daoning understood. This was a drunken young man deliberately looking for trouble.
As an adult with some life experience, he naturally wouldn't stoop to their level.
He did not get angry and patiently said:
"It's just fifteen yuan. You can pay next time if you want!"
Unexpectedly, the young man had a fiery temper and directly shook the glass counter with his hand.
"Damn it, you don't know what's good for you! A pack of broken cigarettes, and you're so stingy!"
Saying that, he gave it a "clang."
Wu Daoning was very annoyed and shouted angrily, "You!"
"What about me?"
The young man behind him walked around the counter and headed towards Wu Daoning inside.
Wu Daoning, who had been facing outwards from the counter, now had to turn to face the newcomer.
The man leaned into Wu Daoning with his body. Wu Daoning, having seen more of life, was at a disadvantage but still did not strike.
Fortunately, everything was recorded by the surveillance cameras in the supermarket.
The young man outside the counter continued to curse loudly. Within minutes, several identical young men barged in.
They seemed to be a group, all with the same hairstyle, all bare-chested.
This formation looked like they were about to rob the place.
What could Wu Daoning say? A wise person knows when to retreat. He could only remain silent.
However, your reticence became their excuse to advance.
Seeing that he had fallen silent, the young man who had entered the counter first became even more brazen, perhaps emboldened by the arrival of his friends.
He casually grabbed and ripped apart several packs of candy displayed on the counter.
"Crash!"
They scattered across the floor. The others stared at different parts of the supermarket, but no one looked at the camera, as if they didn't care at all.
Zhao Caishen watched these youngsters. He didn't use any magic because, as an immortal, it was beneath his dignity to act. Moreover, he only needed to ensure Wu Daoning's safety. Human matters should be resolved by humans themselves.
Wu Daoning looked at these seventeen or eighteen-year-olds, feeling a pang in his heart. Finally, he decided to call the police and shouted at them, "If you don't want anything, please leave. Otherwise, I will call the police!"
Two or three young men turned to leave upon hearing the mention of calling the police, but the others did not move, continuing to stare at Wu Daoning.
Zhao Caishen was starting to worry for Wu Daoning, wondering what would happen if these boys resorted to force.
Wu Daoning, with nothing left to lose, immediately dialed the phone and said, "Hello, this is Huaihua Street..."
One or two of the more sensible youths began to persuade those near the door: "Let's leave for now and come back later!" They were people with more experience in society.
They thought the matter would end there. However, as the young man who had entered the counter first was leaving, he seemed particularly resentful. With a turn, he snatched a wooden stick from his companion's hand and struck Wu Daoning's computer on the counter.
Zhao Caishen used a minor spell to protect Wu Daoning's entire body. The computer had an LCD screen. Although it was shattered, Wu Daoning was unharmed.
Wu Daoning, having narrowly escaped, crouched down and reported the incident to the police.
The task was complete. With a "ding," Zhao Caishen took his Fu Mu pieces, ready to receive his Fu Guo task. This task was rather small, only five Fu Guo.
Zhao Caishen still had lingering fear from the previous incident where he lost his Fu Guo, so he was especially vigilant this time.
As a "whizz" sound echoed, he used his magic to protect the Fu Guo.
However, the Fu Guo seemed disobedient and was instantly sucked into the air.
Zhao Caishen clearly felt that someone was snatching his Fu Guo and shouted loudly:
"Who dares to steal my Fu Guo?"