Zhan Wenlin, Yang Kaishi, and Wang Da—Flying Dragon knows these three. They were on the six-person list Shen Hao previously gave him. But who the hell are Cheng Xu and Wang Jingci?
"Don't let anyone else know about this, understand?" As Flying Dragon spoke, he pulled out a silver note worth fifty taels and slipped it into the other man's hand.
"Alright, Brother Flying Dragon, so should I keep staying in this tavern?"
"No, head to the small house in the south of the city first. Lay low for two days, and I'll arrange the next steps later."
"Got it." The man responded and immediately turned to head quickly southward.
Flying Dragon also slipped away through the alley, cutting across two pitch-black blocks before returning to a shabby little house.
