GS got up the next morning clutching his lower back. After taking a piss, he came back and angrily slapped Ding Yao's ass several times.
"So worked up first thing in the morning? Who upset you?" Ding Yao murmured through her nose, opening her eyes and covering her ass with a smile.
"Did Tung Sing pay you to get me hacked to death?" GS glared viciously at Ding Yao.
Ding Yao looked startled at first, then her eyes shifted as if something had occurred to her. She burst out laughing, tracing her toes along GS's thigh. "You're being unreasonable again!"
"Fuck off! Leave me alone!" GS snapped, his gaze growing increasingly suspicious.
He didn't doubt for a second that this woman wanted him dead. Her mind was more venomous than a snake.
Ding Yao had specifically come to the bar to find him yesterday, then been so forward that night...
GS pulled up his trousers and left with a sour face.
"Starting today, I'm conserving my strength!"
Luckily, he still had another night. There was still time...
As GS walked out, he took a bottle of Liuwei Dihuang Pills from the Wheel Space and popped several into his mouth. The effect was immediate.
At least his lower back stopped aching, strength gradually returned to his legs, and his feet no longer felt so unsteady.
He called Ah Tung, Silly Fook, and Ah Wu downstairs for morning tea.
"Is everything ready?" GS asked as he ate.
"All ready!" Ah Tung said.
"What about the boats?"
"They're arranged too."
"Go through everyone again this afternoon and pick out 138 men. The best fighters, the ones least afraid to die," GS said after doing a quick calculation.
That afternoon, several maids brought someone inside.
"Brother S, Brother Yiu sent him."
"What's Chan Yiu