"Only, my master once had some ties with the Ma Family's forebears and left a few old belongings at your residence. I came today especially to retrieve them... I wonder if Patriarch Ma still remembers?"
At those words.
Ma Dewang abruptly turned his head.
His face was filled with shock.
"May I ask your honored master's name...?"
"Wu Shisan."
The moment those three words left her lips.
Ma Dewang looked as though he had been struck by lightning.
He stood frozen on the spot.
Noticing the violent surge of emotion in the old man before her.
Jiang Yuechu frowned slightly.
His reaction was anything but joyful...
Could it be that this old thing had already swallowed the Heart Material for himself?
Wang Ziyu also sensed that something was off.
The little boy's face darkened as he said coldly.
"What, Patriarch Ma? Is there some problem with that expression of yours?"
Ma Dewang suddenly came back to his senses, swallowed hard, and asked in a trembling voice.
"Since you are True Person Wu Shisan's disciple... do you have any proof?"
At those words.
Wang Ziyu glanced sideways at Jiang Yuechu.
Jiang Yuechu did not waste words.
Her black sleeve turned, and a wooden plaque appeared in her palm.
She casually handed it over.
Ma Dewang took the wooden plaque with both hands.
After only one glance, the old man's face finally gave out, all color draining from it in an instant.
His legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.
"What exactly happened?"
Wang Ziyu's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly pressed him.
Ma Dewang clutched the wooden plaque tightly.
After a long silence.
He finally let out a bitter laugh uglier than weeping.
"True Person truly showed my Ma Family the grace of remaking us... I have