The night was deep.
Fang Chengdong's face was gloomier than the sky, with Song San following behind him.
Song San wore an obsequious smile and prattled on. "Thank you, Master Fang, for taking me to Qinglu Medical Hall... That Doctor Xue there is known as the 'Divine Needle.' His bone-setting really is unparalleled..."
"When did my little brother become so formidable?"
Fang Chengdong suddenly stopped and asked, "You said he subdued you in an instant?"
"Of course. Who would have thought he'd actually learned a bit of Martial Arts..."
Thinking of the humiliation he had suffered today, a trace of fear involuntarily surfaced on Song San's face.
Seeing this, Fang Chengdong immediately snorted inwardly. Just as I thought, he's a petty man...
Yet a smile appeared on his face as he comforted Song San. "Even if he's learned a little Martial Arts, how could he possibly be a match for the water monster? We'll go find Master Yin again. That man will certainly die without a burial place."
The two turned into a small alley and arrived before a courtyard.
Song San kept watch while Fang Chengdong stepped forward and knocked on the door.
The door creaked open, revealing an old man dressed in a black robe. His cheeks were gaunt, and his complexion was deathly pale.
"It's you two. Come in..."
The old man's ashen eyes swept over them before he moved aside and let them pass.
As they entered, the stench of fish assailed their nostrils.
Fang Chengdong looked at the various dried fish and fishing nets hanging in the courtyard, and couldn't help frowning.
"Old Yu Tou... You previously guaranteed that the man would certainly drown."
Unable to hold back, Song San spoke up. "But today, he came back alive and well!"
Old Yu Tou's eyes twitched.