Mackintosh, this name did conjure some memories for Wu Heng.
The prophet from the Old Barrel Tavern, with her thick lips and bushy eyebrows, was a woman with four arms.
Her appearance felt somewhat like that of a Native American in the movies.
This bald burly man, was he one of the people from the Old Barrel?
"What do you want with me?" Wu Heng asked, looking toward him.
Though the bald man looked fierce, his tone was very respectful, "The lady didn't say."
Wu Heng nodded and asked, "Where is she?"
"Where?"
"This way, please!" The bald strongman led the way, heading to one side.
Wu Heng followed behind him, and before long, they arrived in front of a carriage.
It seemed that they had just seen him.
The bald man stood by the carriage and spoke in a soft voice, "The person you are to meet has arrived."
The curtain was pulled open slightly, and Wu Heng could vaguely see a woman looking out, "Please get in, sir."
