Old Blade Wu's words were anything but polite. He left not the slightest shred of face, but he was simply stating the facts.
There had long been whispers in the village about Li Zheng's exceptional talent for martial arts. Old Blade Wu had mentioned it more than once, saying that Wen San had grown jealous of Li Zheng because of it. Naturally, the others had heard of it too.
Now, in a setting like this, Old Blade Wu said it again, which was enough to prove that it was true beyond doubt. The younger boys had best not go looking to pick a fight with Li Zheng; there was no arguing it.
Yet just as Old Blade Wu's issue was resolved, a new problem emerged.
If Old Blade Wu had not taught that brat Li Zheng martial arts, then where had he learned all his skills?
Wen San coughed twice, drawing everyone's attention in the room to himself before voicing the suspicion he had long harbored.
"Could Widow Zhou have taught him? Her background is mysterious, and she has little contact with us, but she should have some tricks up her sleeve—martial skills.
"Li Zheng likes to beg for food outside Widow Zhou's door in ordinary times. No one would notice if she taught him a move or two."
Wen San had no shortage of women, but when he had fought Gu Xiaoqing over a woman last time, he had lost. That left a fire in his heart. Thus, he wanted to use all of Little Cold Village to test this widow and see what sort of background and substance she truly possessed.
Besides, he had already made up his mind to pin this matter on Li Zheng's head and, ideally, drive him out of Little Cold Village.
If that