No wonder Senior Brother treats these people with such respect...
With thoughts brewing in his mind, he dared not be neglectful. He quickly called a hunter who wasn't injured, preparing food and wine, and personally escorted Wang Daoxuan and the others down the mountain path.
Watching them leave, Shi Heilong then returned to the inn.
As soon as he entered the door, his expression turned grim:
"Investigate! The Beggar Gang, and those few Martial Arts schools, see who's stirring trouble!"
......
Early spring at Jingyang Ridge, wrapped in warm sunlight.
Sandy hills scattered with sprouting buds, twisted old pine branches holding droplets of dew.
Though not mountain high nor forest dense, the rolling hills, patches of half-person high dead grass, alongside those twisted pines grown for countless years, hiding some wild beasts or tigers isn't much.
Among the pine forests, there are many old tombs, of unknown dates.
