Uncle Three glanced at the row of straw mats on the ground, covered in mud.,Coming to his senses, Chen Luo hurriedly responded. He glanced at his unchanged palm and let out a slight sigh of relief.,At the top, there's the government exerting its authority. But below, underground organizations like gangs and local power structures have their own territories. On the surface, everyone maintains the appearance of upholding the imperial court's face and acting by the rules. But what happens at night is up to the underworld folk.。