Yu Qing burst out laughing when she heard that, but she did not say anything further.
After all, the man before her truly gave off an unfathomable feeling.
"Then I'll wait for your good news." After saying that, Yu Qing turned into a breeze and vanished from the courtyard.
Early the next morning, Ye Tian left home to search for news of Jiang Ba.
As the saying went, money could make ghosts turn millstones. Finding a person could hardly be more difficult than making ghosts grind grain, could it?
Ye Tian merely spent a few trifling benefits and obtained information about Jiang Ba. After all, the other man was a local tyrant—who did not know his name?
"Could it be that you have some financial dispute with Jiang Ba?" the young man asked sinisterly.
"How so?"
"There have been plenty of people looking for Jiang Ba to collect debts these past years. Whenever that guy went out to indulge himself, he'd take out plenty of loans and borrow plenty of money. Yet even now, I haven't heard of anyone successfully getting their money back."
Without waiting for Ye Tian to speak, the young man continued, "I also heard that a few days ago, a wealthy household went to Jiang Ba to demand the Supreme Stones they had lent him years ago. In the end, they were beaten to death in the boxing arena."
"Boxing arena?" Ye Tian asked.
"That's right." The young man thought for a moment. "I remember that you seemed to need to pass three matches before getting the chance to speak with Jiang Ba? I can't recall the specifics, but I'd still advise you not to wade into muddy waters. That guy is crafty as hell!"
"I heard there are Demon Sealing Stones around that boxing arena.