Zhang Chen felt disappointed upon hearing this, thinking he had overestimated these fellows, so he changed his approach: "Is there a Beggar Gang in this Yangzhou realm? The kind that rules over all the beggars in Yangzhou?"
"Ancestor, if beggars had such power, would they still be beggars? They'd be part of the Martial World. Anyone who has to resort to begging in the Martial World wouldn't have the ability to form such a power." The beggar leader lamented continuously, doubting if Zhang Chen's mind was sound. Could there really be someone among beggars with the capability to organize everyone?
What would such a talent need to beg for?
Zhang Chen realized he had been misled by novels from his past life. Looking at the beggars still bleeding, he snorted coldly: "Don't let me see you again." Saying that, he picked up the copper plate, tucked it into his bosom, then covered Xu Erniu's eyes and walked away.
