Huo Shan was too small. Its compact county seat only spanned a few hundred meters, and a quick stroll was enough to cover the whole town.
As prominent figures in the county, Yang Sanshui's gang—including Yang Sanshui himself and all the gang's upper ranks—vanished within a little over a day. It was impossible not to notice. They had always strutted about like crabs, their presence far too strong. Suddenly, none of them could be found—not just one or two, but all of them. Of course people sensed that something was wrong.
What was more, someone had noticed something strange about those three little thugs. After they called everyone into the gambling den, those people never appeared again. And when people later tried asking the lower-ranking thugs for information, they all kept their mouths tightly shut.
Thus, everyone with a stake in the matter frantically sought information, because the unknown frightened them...
Fortunately, Wang Yan had always been considerate. He was a kind man. He did not make everyone wait long. On the third day, he openly showed himself with Zhao Erhu and Jiang Wuyang.
Accompanied by a group of little thugs, he inspected the gambling den, opium parlor, and brothel, then shut down the opium parlor on the spot and converted it into a tavern...
"Those who come mean trouble."
Huo Shan of the Huo Shan Martial Arts School stood at the entrance with his hands behind his back, watching the bustle across the street. He wore a coarse cloth outfit with short sleeves and was short but powerfully built. His temples bulged, and a sharp gleam flowed through his eyes. One look was enough to tell that he was skilled in martial arts.
"Master, we..."
Huo Shan asked, "Did you find them?"
"They're all dead. In a ravine by