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Li Banfeng stepped out of his Pocket Dwelling and walked to the front of the courtyard.
A row of Homebound Cultivators stood there in neat formation, waiting for his orders.
"What are you all doing here? Did you finish what I told you?"
Wu Yongchao hurried forward. "It's all done. Zhou Juan and Ma Dingfu's men have been dealt with. We also sent someone up to the cliff."
"How many did you send?"
"One."
Li Banfeng frowned. "I told you to send people, and you sent one? Add two more. Three per team. Rotate every three hours. One watches, one reports, one backs the others up. Got it?"
Wu Yongchao nodded. "I will handle it right away."
"How many people are at the boiler room?"
"Five," Wu Yongchao said. "All from the fort. They are taking turns tending the boiler."
"Add two more guards at the gate," Li Banfeng said. "Tell them to stay sharp. If anything happens, shut the gates immediately. Everyone else returns to their houses and stays on guard."
"From now on, the Fort Lord's residence is restricted. No one is allowed within one hundred meters of the courtyard."
Wu Yongchao acknowledged the order at once and called over two others. They pulled out a measuring tape and carefully marked out the distance step by step, drawing a clear boundary line on the ground. One by one, everyone withdrew beyond it without hesitation.
They had measured it with a tape. They had even drawn a line. It was a little rigid, perhaps, but not a bad thing. At the very least, this group of Homebound Cultivators knew how to follow orders.
Li Banfeng walked into the courtyard alone, then stepped into his Pocket Dwelling and pushed out the windmill-powered gramophone.
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