"If it's difficult, you overcome it."
Jiang Xinghai smiled faintly. "If it weren't difficult, what use would I have for you?"
Yan Qingshan didn't dare say another word.
'That's right. As a servant, it's my duty to solve my master's problems.'
"Since the Martial Arts Department is responsible for the National Medical Hall's security, Old Xue, you should go to Central State with Old Yan," Jiang Xinghai mused.
"I was thinking the same thing," Xue Zhong nodded.
Jiang Xinghai looked at Yan Qingshan again. "From now on, you'll remain a member of the Martial Arts Association on the surface, but secretly, you'll work for me. If necessary, you can contact the Butcher. He, like you, is one of my servants."
'So the Butcher has been the master's servant all along! I understand.' Yan Qingshan was once again shaken.
The Butcher, Li Tu, was ferocious and bloodthirsty by nature. Very few people ever escaped his grasp alive.
