"Zhou You's room stayed lit all night."
"Can't blame him for losing his composure. Five hundred taels of silver dropped into his hands—of course he'd be too happy to sleep, counting money through the night."
"Such good luck. Why do I never run into opportunities like that?"
Under the cover of night...
Inside Zhou You's room, a wooden chest lay open, its silver gleaming brightly beneath the lamplight.
Yet Zhou You himself was nowhere inside.
Zhou You locked the door from within, slipped out through the rear window, and left the martial arts school under the cover of darkness.
Basic Lightness Skill lv2 activated. His steps made only the faintest rustling sound as he flashed out through the gate in a few quick movements.
His target was the headquarters hall where Tu Laosan was staying.
The situation in the city had been tense lately. Afraid that his younger brother might come to harm, Tu Lao Er had specifically kept him by his side.
He had even assigned two Internal Force Martial Artists to protect him at all times—yes, two old acquaintances of Zhou You's.
Wu Gang and Du Dayou!
"Cough, cough. Being born well beats working well."
Du Dayou's face was pale. After coughing twice, he said, "You and I trained in fist arts day and night, risking our lives for the gang, only to end up serving as guards for trash like Tu Laosan."
His injuries had not fully healed, and his voice was somewhat weak.
"Go sit to the side and rest. Catch a nap. I'll keep watch tonight."
Wu Gang shook his head. Though resentment had also risen in his heart, some words could not be spoken.
The Wild Fox Gang's situation had not been good lately.
The refugees in Su City had begun banding together, electing