Yu Yijun's face lit up with joy upon seeing this. "Daddy was right, if I needed Uncle Biao for anything, you would definitely help."
(Of course, Yu Daohén had never said such a thing.)
"That's natural, my relationship with your father needs no further explanation." Biao Tao smiled broadly, but inwardly he cursed Yu Daohén countless times.
This damned little troublemaker, not even present, was still managing to extort money from him.
An hour later, the person Biao Tao had sent to retrieve the money arrived at the shop with twenty thousand yuan in cash.
After handing the cash to Yu Yijun and exchanging a few pleasantries, Biao Tao drove away.
Once Biao Tao had left, Yu Yijun looked at the cash on the table.
Uncle Liu Feng had said that money makes the world go round, and with money, one could naturally recruit soldiers and buy horses.
Yu Yijun dialed the numbers left by Yu Daohén one by one, then called Xu Gensheng (Xu Yaya's father), and finally contacted people from the Yanhuo Sect.
Yu Daohén's Midnight Shop was similar to an agency. Except for the times he had to act himself, he would generally introduce jobs to other sects.
Therefore, he had dealings with some sects in the martial world. Although their friendships weren't particularly deep, they were at least cooperative relationships.
To facilitate communication, each sect had a contact number.
Uncle Liu Feng had also said that recruiting soldiers and buying horses wasn't enough; one had to find reliable people.
Grandpa Xu was a given. Daddy was the sect leader of the Yanhuo Sect, so they would definitely send people.
About an hour later, Xu Gensheng arrived at the shop.
Seeing Xu Gensheng, Yu Yijun rushed into his arms, her voice filled with grievance, "Grandpa Xu, my daddy is in trouble."
Xu Gensheng had already gotten a general idea of what had happened from the phone call.
Around noon, a burly man entered the Midnight Shop.
Seeing someone arrive, Yu Yijun quickly spoke up, "Senior, please state your name."
The burly man glanced at Yu Yijun, cupped his hands, and said, "I am Shu Fu Zi Li Xin. Where is Master Yu?"
Yu Yijun, fearing they wouldn't come, had invited them in Yu Daohén's name.
"Senior Li, no need to rush. Please have a seat, have some tea, and rest before we talk." Yu Yijun said this and hurried to make tea.
Li Xin nodded and sat down. He looked at the disheveled, bearded old man sitting on the stairs smoking a cigarette. "Are you Master Xu?"
Xu Gensheng glanced at Li Xin and smiled, "I didn't expect that after so long, someone still remembers this old man's name."
Li Xin was slightly surprised. Although Xu Gensheng had been absent from the martial world for years, he was once a super expert ranked nineteenth on the Heaven Ranking. His strength was undeniable.
If nothing else, experts in the top twenty of the Heaven Ranking could support a second-rate sect.
Around six-thirty in the afternoon, seven or eight people were already seated in the Midnight Shop, plus Zhou Jingmin and his five disciples, making it about fifteen people.
Especially Zhou Jingmin (the Third Elder of the Yanhuo Sect), who rushed to the Midnight Shop with his five disciples as soon as he heard the news of Yu Daohén's predicament.
Yu Yijun looked at everyone. "Esteemed seniors, I apologize for deceiving you by inviting you in my father's name. It was a measure of last resort."
Yu Yijun first apologized for the deception before getting straight to the point. "I believe you seniors are well aware of the situation. I know this amount of money is a bit low to invite you seniors, but I, in my father's name, owe you all a favor."
The others exchanged glances, all disbelieving that a girl no older than ten could utter such words.
This was beyond being precocious.
They all wondered if an adult's soul resided within this child's body.
One of the men looked at Xu Gensheng sitting on the stairs and said, "Fairy Yu, can you represent Master Yu in this favor you speak of? On what grounds?"
As soon as the man spoke, Xu Gensheng and Zhou Jingmin on the stairs changed their expressions.
The man knew his words were likely to offend, but he had to say it. They had come out of respect for Master Yu, not for this little girl.
As for this favor, Master Yu's favor was indeed priceless, but this little girl's favor was worth nothing.
Moreover, they weren't even sure if this little girl was Master Yu's most cherished daughter.
They were unwilling to engage in such a muddled transaction.
Yu Yijun, being a child who hadn't even stepped into the martial world, instinctively recoiled when questioned like this.
Just as Xu Gensheng and Zhou Jingmin were about to intervene, Yu Yijun mustered her courage, her voice firm and powerful.
"It's because my father is Yu Daohén! I am Yu Yijun! It's because I dare to speak loudly in this Midnight Shop!"
Uncle Liu Feng had said that to make others listen to you, you must first subdue them. There was no ghost or god that couldn't be subdued.
If there were, it meant your fist wasn't hard enough.
Yu Yijun's words stunned everyone present. Even Zhou Jingmin and Xu Gensheng couldn't believe a little girl had said them.
Seeing that her words had the desired effect, Yu Yijun continued.
"I have no grand promises to make. If you seniors are unwilling to act, you are welcome to leave. I will cover your travel expenses. Though it's not much, I cannot let you seniors make a wasted trip. After all, even if business fails, goodwill remains."