How could she heed Yuan Se's warning not to reveal the news that a group had arrived?
She was not afraid of being frightened, nor could she afford to be. Somehow, without even knowing when it had begun, she had followed Niu Youdao into rebelling against the Nine Saints. Even now, she had not figured out how she had ended up on this road. In any case, she had walked on and on until things became like this, and before she knew it, she had grown used to it.
Someone else might have been intimidated, but what she was doing was precisely opposing Yuan Se. How could she possibly have any qualms?
She brought it up in hopes that everyone would consider what kind of person in Misty Pavilion could have such a distinctive build.
"A huge fatty?" Niu Youdao asked suspiciously, pondering which person in Misty Pavilion could be a huge fatty—and one of no ordinary status at that.
Guan Fangyi nodded. "That's right, a huge fatty. Thatched Cottage Estate is, after all, the central hub of a prefecture. For Misty Pavilion to conduct business in broad daylight, charge into a place like ours without wearing Misty Pavilion attire—it already doesn't quite fit Misty Pavilion's usual style. And judging by how that group treated him, even the bank manager in Southern Prefecture City was all meek and deferential before his subordinates. That huge fatty's status was obvious. He definitely wasn't ordinary."
While the others were still mulling it over, Lü Wushuang suddenly asked, "What sort of huge fatty? What did he look like?"
Her line of thought differed somewhat from ordinary people's. Since she did not usually deal much with the people who handled affairs beneath Misty Pavilion, when considering matters, she first thought of people at her own