"Get lost, get lost, get lost!" Wang San’s mouth was swollen like a sausage, and he glared fiercely at the woman being forced to kneel on the ground. His lips were too painful, it hurt whenever he spoke, which infuriated him. Separating his upper and lower lips to create a slit, he spoke in a stuffy voice, "Drag her away. This stinking wench, just seeing her annoys the hell out of me!" Blood trickled from the corner of the woman’s mouth, and a large bruise covered her face. She glared at Wang San with fierce hatred. "Wang, you’ll meet a bad end! Men do their deeds, and heaven watches. Sooner or later, you’ll be struck down by heavenly thunder!" "Stinking wench, cursing who!?" Already in a foul mood, Wang San suddenly pulled her closer and violently slapped her across the face with his large hand. The woman’s face quickly swelled, her lips split open. If she hadn’t been restrained, her ferocious demeanor alone looked as though she’d rush forward and bite Wang San to death. "Get lost, get lost, get lost!" Wang San began to chase people away again. Two men escorted the woman out. She cast a dark look, and suddenly, her pace faltered as she caught sight of a tall, robust man and a petite woman outside the clinic. The two had disguised themselves, but the woman recognized them in a glance. Her eyes widened slightly before she looked away, deliberately adopting an unfamiliar attitude, as if she had never seen the two before. Dong Huiying was also taken aback. She was surprised. Master Hong, Hong Xiangjun? In the past, on Taihang Mountain, Hong Xiangjun had opened a gambling house. Dong Huiying had once swindled a large sum of silver from Hong Xiangjun and later, they went to Pingchang City together. They made a fortune in the city’s black market. However, afterwards, Hong Xiangjun went to Qingfeng Prefecture and has since never appeared again. Dong Huiying frowned slightly, glancing at Wang San while thinking to bide her time. But she casually shook her hand, and a black butterfly emerged from her sleeve, flitting after the forcibly taken Hong Xiangjun. "Brother Wangsan, I’ve finally found you!" The young girl entered the clinic with a giggle, then feigned surprise, "Brother Wangsan, what happened to your mouth? Why is it so frighteningly swollen?" It was just the question Wang San didn’t want to answer; his face darkened: "What do you want?" "Brother Wangsan, fourth brother and I work under you. We were wondering if we could get an assignment from you?" Being in a sour mood, Wang San took out a copy of "Sect Rules" and threw it at Dong Huiying, "Memorize this. I’ll check up on you in three days!" Dong Huiying confidently caught the Fierce Tiger Sect rules, then, like a sycophantic lackey, chatted up Wang San with warmth and concern before pulling Lao Si out of the clinic. She pondered over Hong Xiangjun’s situation. Hong Xiangjun had always been looking for someone, a person who looked quite similar to Lao Si. There used to be a scar on Lao Si’s face, which Hong Xiangjun would always stare at. After Dong Huiying had treated the scar, Hong Xiangjun appeared to be disheartened for a while. Internally curious, she wondered why Hong Xiangjun had come to the Golden Triangle and how she ended up being caught by Wang San’s men. Wang San was a minor leader in the Fierce Tiger Sect, and by the looks of it, he and Hong Xiangjun had serious grievances. She cared much about this matter and just as she was pondering, she saw the two men who had escorted Hong Xiangjun coming towards her. She smiled and said, "Brothers, what was going on with that woman just now? Fourth brother and I just joined the sect and are looking for an opportunity to prove ourselves. Do you need any help with anything?" She was slick and through insinuations and indirect inquiries, she managed to gather quite a few useful pieces of information.