"Check the books, check the books!"
The young master casually tossed a piece of silver to Old Sang, "No need for change, it's on me, including those who aren't with me."
"It's my first time in Hengyang, and I'm in quite a mood."
"Beneath Mount Heng, it should be the name of Thunderbolt Hand that resounds, not some non-existent young expert. I will personally expose the fabrications of the Changrui Escort Agency."
He was quite arrogant, his movements even swifter, pulling out another piece of silver from who knows where.
This piece of silver wasn't left on the table but was sent flying directly into Old Sang's hand, "Old man, you help me with something."
"My lord, what can this old fool do for you?"
"Get more storytellers, tell them that tomorrow, Thunderbolt Hand Wen Tai from Taojiang, the top young expert, is heading to the Changrui Escort Agency to meet the so-called young expert from Hengyang, hahaha."
With a loud laugh, he tossed his cape, leapt onto his horse.
