The dilapidated streets of Yao County were now in sight, and Ba Niang was pointing out a gray and white five-story building ahead:
"Boss, that's Ba Shi's hideout. Ba Shi had all the other doors and windows blocked, leaving just one, on the side.
"We just need to keep an eye on that one side."
The paint was peeling from the five-story building, making it look like a weathered matchbox.
On the side of the matchbox, there was a small door that seemed to be made of iron, pockmarked and battered but still holding strong, providing shelter for the "matchbox."
Lu Xi'an followed Ba Niang's finger and saw a middle-aged man stumbling out from the small door.
He noticed the man was naked, with a bloody blur below his waist. He wondered if this was Ba Shi's doing and what this man could have done to provoke someone to have him mutilated. Just then, Ba Niang gasped:
"Boss?!"
