「Not long after Feng Bei left the Zheng Family.」
Sun Erming, the young man Qing Shisan suspected was a Knife Seller, had returned to collect his payment.
Although paying one's debts was only right and proper, if the other party was truly walking the obscure and unusual Path of the Knife Seller, getting fleeced so brazenly left Zheng Xiu feeling a little unsettled.
After inviting Sun Erming into the main hall, Zheng Xiu noted that the young Knife Seller had a medicinal patch on his face. He sat with his hands placed flat on his knees, looking rather anxious and ill at ease.
"Erming."
Zheng Xiu decided to close the distance between them by starting with a familiar form of address.
"?"
"I've heard about your rules."
"Then, Master Zheng, please pay the knife debt. Paying one's debts is only right and proper."
"Of course." Zheng Xiu smiled, his eyes narrowing. "Paying one's debts is only right and proper. However, I, Zheng Xiu, have a little rule of my own."
