"Well, that's not for us to worry about anymore!" The middle-aged man exhaled a thick puff of smoke, watching the roaring river. "I think this time he's sort of establishing his authority. If it weren't for that, who would have known that such a little place actually had a Cow flower company?"
"The name, heh! By now quite a few interested folks must be aware of it. I bet from now on, some folks will think twice before meddling with that area. It's actually good in a way, his method of collaborative cattle-raising, if done right, could indeed lead everyone to wealth, just so long as he keeps at it…"
The middle-aged man didn't finish his sentence aloud, concluding in his mind instead: "Even if he occasionally crosses the line, it's not a big problem…"
In fact, the middle-aged man had access to even more information, which he didn't need to spell out.
