Zhang Muzhi said bluntly, "Why don't you go ask and find out?"
Second Brother went straight to Huang Silang's subordinate, Hu Qian, and kicked him to the ground. Only then did he ask with a grin, "Come on, tell us. Where's your master?"
Hu Qian had been hiding among the servants, thinking Wang Yue and Yu Manli wouldn't kill innocent people indiscriminately and that he might escape unscathed. But the moment he saw Zhang Muzhi, he knew getting away wouldn't be easy.
So he hurriedly tried to curry favor. "No, sir. Those two fiends came too fast. The master—the one surnamed Huang—didn't have time to run. He's hiding in the secret room."
Zhang Muzhi smiled. "Take us to him, then."
Hu Qian hurriedly said, "This way, County Magistrate. I know where he's hiding!"
As he spoke, he led them to the place where Huang Silang was concealed.
Hu Qian was Huang Silang's closest subordinate, so of course he knew plenty about his master's affairs.
For instance, although Hu Qian couldn't open the secret room where Huang Silang was hiding, he knew exactly where it was.
Fortunately, Zhang Muzhi was no one to fool. He and his brothers had roamed far and wide, killing countless bandits and local tyrants. They'd learned a thing or two about picking locks and opening hidden mechanisms.
So Zhang Muzhi opened the secret room that Hu Qian couldn't, pulled Huang Silang out, and then said to Third Brother,
"Get some rope and tie up all the servants. We're heading back to town!"
Second Brother asked uncertainly, "Big Brother, aren't we going to check out the Huang Family's warehouse?"
Zhang Muzhi replied with exasperation, "That's someone else's spoils. They're doing things by the book, and you still want to take advantage of them?"
Only then did Second