Huo Ling, Yi Bing, Qian San, Wu Ling, Shi Yi and Qi Bai looked for the boatman to inquire which intelligence center should they go to avoid suspicion from all sides of jianghu.
"Aiyo! Exactly what are you young sirs planning to do?!" the boatman asked in a low voice. "I tell you this now. Don't play with the fire! If you are just inquiring about the matters of jianghu just to satisfy your curiosity, then this curiosity will take you your life!" he warned them.
"Boatman, we aren't." Qian San, with a good temper, spoke in a mild tone.
"Then, what are you inquiring these things for?!" the boatman asked.
"Why are you asking us? We are the ones asking here!" Wu Ling doesn't have a good temper. "As long as we pay you money, it is enough, right?" he asked.
"He doesn't take money." Yi Bing spoke when he recalled that yesterday, Huo Ling gave the boatman money yet the boatman didn't take it. Instead, he told them the story of the Zhuo family.
