"It's just that my master once had some ties with the Ma Clan's elders and left a few old belongings at your estate. I've come to retrieve them today... I wonder if the clan head still remembers?"
At that,
Ma Dewang abruptly turned around.
His face was full of shock.
"May I ask your master's name?"
"Wu Shisan."
The moment those three words were spoken,
Ma Dewang was struck as if by lightning.
He stood rooted to the spot, completely stunned.
Seeing the old man's emotions surge so violently,
Jiang Yuechu furrowed her brows slightly.
That reaction was anything but delight...
Could that old bastard have secretly used up the Heart Material?
Wang Ziyu also sensed something was wrong.
The child's face darkened, and he asked coldly,
"What is it, Clan Head Ma? Is there a problem?"
Ma Dewang abruptly came to his senses. He swallowed and asked in a trembling voice,
"Since you are a disciple of True Person Wu Shisan... do you have any proof?"
At that,
Wang Ziyu glanced sideways at Jiang Yuechu.
Jiang Yuechu didn't waste words.
Her dark sleeves turned, and a wooden token appeared in her palm.
She casually handed it over.
Ma Dewang took the wooden token in both hands.
He only needed one glance. At last, his old face crumpled, and every trace of color drained from it.
His legs gave way, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.
"What exactly happened?"
Wang Ziyu's heart lurched. He hurriedly pressed him for an answer.
Ma Dewang clutched the wooden token tightly.
After a long silence,
he finally gave a bitter smile, uglier than a cry.
"True Person did indeed repay my Ma Clan's kindness with a favor that gave us a new lease on life... I've kept that item safe all these years,