As soon as the announcement was made, his wives looked at Chen An.
As Chen An drank the porridge, he said, "Stop looking at me and eat up. Just wait for the people from the Crimson Fire Gang to collect the protection fee."
Hearing this, his wives retracted their gazes and ate breakfast silently.
About an hour later, a shout came from outside the house.
"Fellow Cultivator who lives in No.8 South Alley, please come out and pay the protection fee!"
House No. 8 on South Alley, this was the house where Chen An's family lived.
"I'm going to pay the fee."
"Alchemist Chen, I'll go with you."
"Yeah, okay."
Soon, the two of them stood up and walked out of the house.
A moment later, there was a creaking sound.
The door to the courtyard opened.
Then, Chen An and Shen Qingyi saw that the member of the Crimson Fire Gang was a male Cultivator who was a little too ugly.