The Favored Heiress
Chapter 166: Who has more die-hard supporters, him or Master Yan?

Chapter 166: Chapter 166: Who has more die-hard supporters, him or Master Yan?

Luoyu gazed at Li Qiao with a composed look, shaking her head, "I’m not in a hurry, these injuries are trivial, please be assured, Miss Li."

Too polite!

To this day, Luoyu had shed her sharp edges, and her overly respectful tone towards Li Qiao made her feel uncomfortable.

Li Qiao paused, her fingertips grazing the corner of her lips, "Then let’s go, but I need to run an errand."

"Please, I’ll drive."

Li Qiao gave her a lukewarm glance, well well, now she’s being addressed with honorifics.

Although she hadn’t spent much time with Luoyu, Li Qiao was very aware of her stubborn temperament.

Li Qiao didn’t correct her, tossing her car keys to Luoyu she spoke while walking, "South City funeral supplies shop."

It was a shop owned by Jiugong himself, selling simple funeral supplies.

Before long, Luoyu drove Li Qiao’s Mercedes along the navigated route, heading towards South City.

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It took nearly an hour before the car entered the South City Old Street district.

As dusk approached, the black and white sign of the funeral supply shop seemed somewhat eerie.

After parking the car, Li Qiao walked forward, pulled up the roll-up door, and casually pushed open the shop’s double glass doors.

This shop, Jiugong never locked it—in his words, a room full of joss paper figures, who would steal from it unless they were ill!

Li Qiao walked into the shop, casually turning on the lights, the interior appeared slightly cluttered.

The shelves were filled with various kinds of joss paper and offerings for the ancestors, plentiful in number.

Li Qiao looked around the front hall, then headed straight to the inner room behind the office desk.

Inside, there was a bed, an old-fashioned tea table, and a TV cabinet.

Li Qiao looked up at the ceiling. The surveillance camera had been smashed, and several wires dangled forlornly in the corner of the wall.

Meanwhile, Luoyu followed Li Qiao closely; seeing the damaged surveillance, she couldn’t help but frown.

The extent of the damage was obviously intentional, certainly not due to natural fall-off.

Before long, Li Qiao opened the cabinet under the TV, saw that it was completely empty, and scoffed.

"What’s wrong?" Luoyu stepped forward, her expression puzzled.

Li Qiao casually shut the cabinet door, stood up, and dusted off her hands, "The surveillance is ruined, the computer and the hard drive that held the footage have also been taken, quite clever indeed."

"Who did it?" Luoyu naturally knew this was Uncle Zhong the Ninth’s shop. Someone targeting Jiugong?

Li Qiao glanced sideways at the damaged surveillance in the corner, her tone light and mocking, "The bullies of South City, Tu Anliang."

Luoyu’s eyes narrowed, "What did he do to Jiugong?"

"You know him?" Li Qiao acquired all her information on Tu Anliang from the investigation the night before.

She hadn’t heard this man’s name before, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t well-known.

After all, Li Qiao had never paid much attention to many things in the South Sea.

Luoyu walked a circle in the room, her expression cool as she said, "Tu Anliang has been calling the shots in South City for a long time. Because this is the old district, many time-honored stores are gathered here. Relying on his power, he often comes over under the guise of collecting ’protection fees’ to extort these shops.

It’s said that Tu Anliang is from the previous generation of the richest Tu Family, but due to their decline, he went out on his own.

This person has no other virtues, but he’s very generous to his subordinates, which is why he has so many die-hard supporters."

Oh, the former wealthiest in South Sea?

Li Qiao’s eyes gleamed, and leaning casually against the TV cabinet, she asked with interest, "Then compared to Master Yan, who has more die-hard supporters?"

At that moment, Luoyu half-closed her eyes and slowly smiled, "All of Tu Anliang’s die-hard supporters put together wouldn’t match the followers of just one of Master Yan’s branches."