"Ma San? He went to see Flying Dragon again?! Cough cough..." Shen Hao almost choked on the biscuit he was chewing out of excitement. He never imagined that Ma San, who had disappeared without a trace, would show up again at such a critical moment. That guy really isn't just ordinarily gutsy.
Wang Jian diligently took the clay pot from the table and ladled a bowl of rice soup for Shen Hao to help him catch his breath. Then he spoke: "Master, just this afternoon, Flying Dragon sent up the news. I had Little Ghost check it again—it's definitely Ma San, still in Guangshun City, and he made direct contact with the previous subordinate, Scar."
With matters like this, Wang Jian would always verify several times before reporting. Now that Ma San had truly surfaced in Guangshun City—this was a big fish!
"What does he want with Flying Dragon? Looking to get goods again?"
