Fake Daoist tapped the Silver Note in his hand and smiled with satisfaction.
"Not bad, not bad. I always keep my word. The children are yours. If you ever have another job this wicked, come find me."
With that, he turned and left, cheerfully pushing open the door.
In the dim light, a black-robed Masked Man stood outside the door, staring at Fake Daoist.
Silence was tonight's Kang Bridge.
Fake Daoist's eyes widened, and he immediately leaped to the side.
But as soon as he turned, Ye Kang swung the scabbard in his hand, knocking him to the ground in a flash.
With a cry of pain, Fake Daoist clutched his knee and fell awkwardly onto the ground.
His shout also alerted the people inside. The old village chief and the middle-aged couple hurried to look out, all of them startled.
"Who are you?"
The man in the middle-aged couple demanded sharply.
Ye Kang ignored him and merely stared at Fake Daoist.
"Putting on a show and deceiving the people. I'm not wrong, am I?"
Hearing Ye Kang's voice, Fake Daoist's scalp went numb.
He knew who the Masked Man was, and he knew he couldn't bluff his way out of this. So he steeled himself and pulled the claw hook on a rope from his waist.
"You sure stick your nose into other people's business. I'm making money. What the hell does that have to do with you? Don't think I'm afraid just because you're the Masked Man. I, Master Iron Eagle, am no pushover. Step aside, and we can each mind our own business!"
After he spoke, the old village chief seemed to remember something and chimed in, "That's right! Master Iron Eagle is a martial arts expert. Kill this man quickly. We can't let him spread the