Chapter: 3287

So, he immediately bowed: "Since that's the case, I'll just follow your instructions then!"

Su Chengfeng's heart leapt with joy, quickly instructing Su An Shun: "An Shun! Quickly arrange for wine and food to entertain our honored guests. If there aren't enough people, go to the best hotel in Suzhou and bring back the entire back room staff. Make sure to prepare the finest dishes and wines, but if anything falls short of top-notch standards, I'll ask you alone!"

Su An Shun hurriedly replied with a bow: "Master Chengfeng, don't worry! I'll take care of it right away!"

Su Chengfeng nodded his head again and spoke to Wan Ba Jun: "Ba Jiu, let your subordinates come in and rest for a bit. If they need anything, just tell the servants directly. They will definitely attend to them well. As an elder, my body isn't as good as it used to be, so I'll take some medicine and oxygen first, then join you at the wine table later and drink a few cups with you!"

Su Chengfeng's warm hospitality also elevated Wan Ba Jun's impression of him by several notches, and his tone carried a hint of respect. He nodded: "Master Chengfeng, you go ahead, I'll just sit here for now."

Su Chengfeng smiled and nodded, then turned to Hao Lao beside him and said, "Hey, old Hao, will you accompany me back to my room?"

Hao Lao hurriedly replied, "Okay, Master Su! I'll support you!"

In reality, Su Chengfeng didn't really need medication or oxygen at all.

The main reason he pretended to need an excuse to leave was that he urgently wanted to clarify with Hao Lao what kind of organization the Wan Long Temple was and how powerful it was.

Su Chengfeng brought Hao Lao back to his room, closed the door behind them, and only then spoke in a low tone, "So, what's the origin of this Wan Long Temple? Why have I never heard of it?"

Hao Lao hurriedly replied, "Master Su, you not knowing about the Wan Long Temple is normal. However, I must say that the Wan Long Temple has incredibly strong abilities, especially in recent years. They are almost unbeaten in the mercenary domain. I've heard some overseas martial arts friends talking about it, and according to them, the Wan Long Temple has a multitude of experts who surpass me. To be precise, there might be over 10 people or as many as several dozen."

"What's this nonsense?" Su Chengfeng blurted out. "How can the Wan Long Temple have so many strong experts? There are countless warriors in China, and it would take at least five to find one who is stronger than you. How can they have so many high-level experts?"

Hao Lao replied, "Master Su, in a country with long peace and prosperity, there's not much room for martial artists to develop their skills. It's like the old days when bandits were rampant; without them, the world would be chaotic. Now, except for those war-torn areas, where can you even find someone who will take on this kind of work? If you want to make a living in China, it's hard enough just to earn a bowl of rice, let alone being a martial artist."

"So, most martial artists leave the country and go abroad to make a living. Even among the first gang of overseas Chinese—'Big Circle Gang'—there are at least several experts who surpass me. These experts have all developed their skills over the past few decades and are incredibly powerful, far stronger than anything you've heard about outside."

After a pause, Hao Lao continued, "Not to mention the Colombian and Mexican drug lords, Italian and American gangsters, Japanese Yamaguchi-gumi, and other underworld organizations. They all have top-notch experts behind them, but they're usually not willing to show their strength in public."

When Hao Lao mentioned this, he thought of something and said, "Ah, yes! In China a few years ago, there were many top-notch experts who had established their own organizations overseas. They all have their own factions or groups, maybe not as large as the Dragon's Lair, but some might only have a dozen people. However, even with just a dozen people who have been working together for ten to twenty years, they are absolutely not to be underestimated! If they were to join forces and carry out a decapitation operation, even the mighty Dragon's Lair would need to take notice!"

Su Chengfeng listened to this and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "So it seems that the overseas waters are indeed too deep to measure!"

When Su Chengfeng let out an sigh of amazement, Hao Lao also nodded in agreement and said, "Old master, the dark side of the overseas world is truly too many unknowns, hiding pollution and filth!"

"And the more chaotic the place is, the easier it is to nurture organizations like the Dragon's Lair that are incredibly powerful!"

"What?!" Su Chengfeng's eyes widened in astonishment as he asked, "Over a thousand billion dollars, this is printing money!"

Hao Lao explained, "Old master, a thousand billion dollars may seem like a lot, but don't forget that the Dragon's Lair has tens of thousands of mercenary soldiers. These mercenaries are all sons of high-ranking military officers, with very high average salaries."

"Even the most ordinary big-head soldier would earn at least tens of thousands of dollars a year if they didn't want to risk their lives;"

"Adding those high-ranking officers within the mercenary forces, I estimate that the average annual salary is at least three or four hundred thousand dollars;"

"This is just talking about salaries. You still need to consider base costs, training costs, food costs, transportation costs, and equipment maintenance costs for weapons;"

"The bigger cost is ammunition. A single bullet costs a few coins, a hand grenade hundreds of coins, and a cannon shell thousands of coins. When you're fighting, the money goes faster than you can print it." JrNovels.com