Tang Wen hadn't risked leaving just yet for another reason. He wanted to see just who this Sixth-Grade Master, who could come and go from the Zhao Family residence as he pleased, was.
Was it that Elder from the Black Water Gang, or its Vice Gang Leader?
TAP, TAP. Footsteps rang out.
The newcomer entered the secret room.
Tang Wen calmly glanced at the man out of the corner of his eye.
A bare-chested, burly man, his face covered in scars.
SWISH!
The burly man turned his head, his white hair swaying, and looked toward the area where Tang Wen was hiding.
In the light of the Luminous Crystal, the spot was half in shadow, completely empty.
'Such sharp perception.'
'Who is this person?'
'Scars cover his entire face.'
'But with the Constitution of a Sixth-Grade Powerhouse, they can be healed.'
'He just needs to find a skilled doctor to help.'
