Night fell and stillness settled in, when a sharp scream pierced the clouds. Laden with Zhang Hong's irrepressible fury, it echoed through the tranquil main hall.
Everyone's expression turned intensely grim.
They had not even caught a glimpse of the Flying Sky Bandit's shadow before the other man made off with the ginseng. For them, this was the utmost humiliation!
"Reporting to Master Zhang, no suspicious individuals were found!"
At that moment, a Zhang Family guard entered the hall, knelt on the floor, and spoke.
Zhang Hong did not speak. After taking a few deep breaths, his eyes drifted without a trace toward a certain corner, and then he waved his hand to signal the guard to withdraw.
"Master Zhang, it was us who were careless this time!"
At that moment, someone spoke up, their words tinged with shame.
"You cannot be blamed, everyone; it is simply that the Flying Sky Bandit is too cunning!" Zhang Hong shook his head, placing no blame on the gathered company.
"Sigh!" The company sighed in unison, saying nothing more.
Seeing everyone looking this way, the corners of Zhang Hong's mouth instead revealed a faint smile as he said, "Hehe, this Flying Sky Bandit is merely a person of empty reputation."
Hearing these words, the company, who had still been feeling gloomy, raised their heads one after another to look at Zhang Hong, their eyes filled with confusion.
"Master Zhang, what do you mean?"
Someone sensed that something was amiss and asked in bewilderment.
Zhang Hong chuckled softly, "Tonight's affair is all thanks to Li Mo. If not for him, I am afraid my treasure truly would have been stolen by the Flying Sky Bandit!"
Under the puzzled gazes of the company, Zhang Hong recounted Li Mo's plan.
At Li Mo's suggestion, Zhang Hong