"Do you know about the Dragon Worship Sect?"
Li Yan's pupils contracted slightly, and he quickly asked.
Sure enough, these local rogue figures know more.
The activities of the Dragon Worship Sect may be secretive, but they aren't akin to Wandering Ghosts. As long as they eat, drink, and relieve themselves, there are bound to be traces.
Ordinary people may not care.
But those in the pugilistic world can spot a hundred loopholes.
Feng Lao Hai sighed upon hearing this, "Of course I know. I was even present when the Dragon Worship Sect was founded."
"That was many years ago."
"At that time, I had a falling out with the brothers in the gang, got expelled from Zigong, and came to Sui Ning to retire. Though not worried about food and drink through private salt trade, I was inevitably troubled and seeking companions to drink with."
