Half of November has already passed.
Today the weather is warm, and it's the day to receive the monthly salary.
There is a long queue in front of the accountant's office. Li Xian, invited by his roommates Bao Yongkang, Jia Jie, and Kong Sun, heads there together.
The three have the intention of "clinging to a tiger's skin."
Being able to speak with a B-class Nursing Home member is an extremely honorable thing. Martial Artists always strive for strength and are aggressive; bullying the weak is everywhere.
According to the law of the jungle, the weak naturally gravitate towards the strong. This is the way of survival and not shameful.
Li Xian understands the thoughts of the three and doesn't mind taking care of them along the way.
Half an hour later, they arrive at the front of the line and step over the threshold into the accountant's office.
"B-class Nursing Home, Li Xian."
"The total monthly salary is 620 copper coins, plus one Tiger Red Pill."
