Lu Qiaochun spoke up at this time: "Mr. Diao, different positions naturally have different responsibilities. We generally only handle combat-related tasks; intelligence tasks are done by others."

Combat...

Am I lacking fighters?

I’m lacking managerial talents, business-minded individuals, the kind who can make me a hands-free Shopkeeper.

Forget it, these kinds of talents, at worst I’ll dig them out myself or train them, anyway there’s no way I’m doing the work myself.

Fighting, Fang Yu excels at.

Managing subordinates, that’s quite troublesome.

How to reward, how to punish, how to manage, all are scholarly matters.

"Lu Qiaochun..."

"Minister, just call me Xiaochun." Lu Qiaochun falls into the petite and adorable category, with a touch of liveliness.

"Are you familiar with those in charge of the intelligence organization?"

Lu Qiaochun quickly replied: "It’s hard to say, somewhat familiar, some basically have no intersection. It mainly depends on which aspects the intelligence people focus on; like the kind of demon intelligence that you are looking for now, these kinds of intelligence personnel intersect with us combat personnel relatively little, so at most it counts as acquaintance, not familiarity."

The division is quite detailed.

Fang Yu looks at Yu Ji, who also shakes his head, evidently in the same situation as Lu Qiaochun.

Fang Yu sighed, thinking if these two had good relations with the intelligence agents, then he’d find a way to deceive some demon intelligence beyond the red circles on the map.

Simply put, Fang Yu feared that the Rebel Army’s demon intelligence given was too little, not enough for him to kill.

"Sir, what do you want these intelligence on demons lurking in the city for?"

Yu Ji asked in confusion at this time.

The Rebel Army indeed collects such intelligence, but they mostly monitor rather than intervene actively.

Perhaps the Rebel Army’s higher-ups are apprehensive, or maybe for other reasons; they are merely responsible for combat as fighters, so they never inquire about these matters.

However, for a new Minister like this, finding intelligence on demons lurking in the city first upon taking office is rare, it seems he is preparing to do something big.

Could this be the new official’s three fires?

"You’ll find out soon."

Fang Yu didn’t say much; some things, the higher-ups in the Rebel Army know, but the people below are completely unaware.

But demons, he’s determined to kill them today; even Jesus can’t stop him!

Stubbled Nian Jiachen mentioned Floral Street, which is some distance from the Forest Snake Gang; they passed several workshops to finally reach the place.

Confirming that no one was tailing them, Fang Yu directly led the two into a pawnshop.

The Shopkeeper is a little old man, half-closed half-awake behind the counter, looking like he’s about to doze off.

"Shopkeeper, I’m here to redeem something."

Bam!

Fang Yu slapped the table and said directly.

This slap made the Shopkeeper halfway awake, but his expression also became a bit annoyed, looking at Fang Yu displeased.

"Look how scared my old bones are, if I had an accident, you might not redeem anything today, be prepared to pay!"

Upon hearing Fang Yu is redeeming something, the old man’s attitude seemed not very good.

Fang Yu suddenly understood why Floral Street had a decent flow of people, yet this pawnshop was particularly unpopular.

However...

"I’m here to redeem my family’s piece of Xia Yu."

"What Xia Yu? Never heard of it!" The old man huffed and glared.

"It’s that big red jade! Just pawned to your shop two weeks ago!"

As soon as Fang Yu finished speaking, the little old man quickly changed his demeanor, lowered his voice.

"I, Ji Xiangsong, greet the Black Department Chief!"

Fang Yu was puzzled; this code Nian Jiachen gave can directly match a person?

Fang Yu thought, at best it would only tell the other party to pass on the demon intelligence.

Looks like the Rebel Army’s message transmission is indeed fast, deserving of being able to thrive under the Foolish Underworld’s search.

"No need for pleasantries."

Fang Yu passed him the map.

"Give me the intelligence."

"Please wait, sir."

Though puzzled, glancing at Lu Qiaochun and Yu Ji behind Fang Yu, the little old man still quickly retreated to the back room with the map.

"You two, guard the door, don’t let anyone in."

"Sir, there’s no need for that—this pawnshop doesn’t even have windows open, it’s dark as night, only relying on the candle on the table for light; even if people on the street peek inside, they’ll only see our shadows, they can’t know what’s happening inside."

Disobedient.

Quite casual.

Fang Yu began to miss Che Linfang and their group; at least they were obedient and useful, whatever was said, that’s what it was, no resistance whatsoever.

Bottom line, it’s still because this sudden Minister appointment has no credibility.

But Fang Yu was too lazy to manage them; whether these two could be used by him depended on their own performance.

At worst, just throw them back to Xu Qingqi.

A lone commander might be more convenient than having two burdens tagging along.

Thud, thud, thud.

The little old man emerged from the back room at this time, solemn, and very seriously handed the map, now filled with intelligence information, to Fang Yu.

"Minister, you must take careful care of this intelligence; if anything happens, remember to destroy it first, make sure it doesn’t fall into anyone else’s hands. Also, apart from you, no one else is allowed to see it—not even those two subordinates behind you."

Though the old man’s voice was low, both Yu Ji and Lu Qiaochun actually heard the conversation content.

Yu Ji didn’t care much, looking indifferent.