Chapter 77: New News, Grey Wolf Gang

What's your name, where are you from, and what are you doing here?

Gu Han narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice,

My patience is limited; if I discover you've told even half a lie, you can go explain yourself to the Interrogation Office.

The beady-eyed man's body shuddered violently,

My name is Zhang San; I'm a member of the Grey Wolf Gang, and I'm here to gather information.

Gu Han raised an eyebrow,

What kind of organization is the Grey Wolf Gang?

It's… it's a gang formed by all the information peddlers in Mu Shan Cheng.

We make a living by selling information, profiting from hawking all sorts of rumors.

I was just hiding in a small hole; that's the standard practice for our line of work.

If we suspect someone is following us, we temporarily hide in pre-dug small holes to dispel the follower's notion.

Gu Han couldn't help but twitch his mouth upon hearing this method.

However, I must admit, this method is indeed highly practical.

If it weren't for the Blazing Hound's astonishing sense of smell catching this person,

he would probably still think this fellow had already fled.

The beady-eyed man glanced at Gu Han's changing expression and spoke cautiously,

This afternoon we received assignments from several big shots, tasked with gathering the detailed maps of each camp and the city defenses, as well as which generals are in charge of fort patrols.

I've already finished half of my assigned area during the day.

To obtain the raw stone sooner, I chose to avoid the city patrol in the dead of night and must finish the map.

Speaking, he tremblingly produced from his bosom a half-drawn map.

Gu Han saw the pattern on the map and couldn't help but feel speechless.

This abstract-art map—can anyone actually make sense of it?

Still, he shoved this 'map' into his storage bag.

Aren't you afraid these people might be spies sent by an enemy state?

Gu Han's eyes flashed with icy light as he said coldly,

Once the city falls, do you think you can preserve yourselves?

As soon as he said that, the beady-eyed man broke out in a sweat, terrified.

He looked at Gu Han full of dread, and even his voice trembled as he spoke,

Sir… sir, we… we've been in this line of work for quite a while; it shouldn't come to that, right?

Really?

Gu Han shoved Zhang San to the ground and said coldly,

These spies have today slain countless of our soldiers in the city!

Your damned Grey Wolf Gang's actions are nothing but helping a tiger devour its prey!

Wasn't what General Guan said at the Ten Camps Competition just falling on deaf ears for you lot?

The beady-eyed Zhang San showed a helpless expression.

Only those with money and leisure can go watch the Ten Camps Competition.

At most, these Grey Wolf Gang members listen for amusement during their free time.

They never bothered to attend the Ten Camps Competition; who knows what that lofty figure General Guan said?

Today I'll take you back to the Military Camp; you figure out how to explain yourself to the Punishment Office.

Saying that, Gu Han made a move to drag the beady-eyed man toward the Military Camp.

No, no, no, sir—I can redeem myself through service!

Zhang San even pissed himself from fear, clutching the ground desperately and pleading in panic.

A flicker of triumph flashed in Gu Han's eyes, but he gave a cold snort,

What merit could a small fry like you from the Grey Wolf Gang possibly achieve?

Zhang San's throat rolled, fearing Gu Han would really hand him over to the Punishment Office, and he hurriedly said,

I can take you to the Grey Wolf Gang's headquarters; though I lack the rank to know the details, the chief certainly does!

At this moment, he couldn't care less about those Grey Wolf Gang cronies.

As long as it lets him escape the clutches of the Interrogation and Punishment Offices.

Even if it meant selling out the entire Grey Wolf Gang, he'd hesitate not at all!

Gu Han asked without leaving a trace,

What is the strength of the Grey Wolf Gang's chief?

The beady-eyed man stared, then stammered,

He should be a Martial Master, right? I'm just a petty underling; how could I know the specifics of such a big shot as the chief?

Gu Han furrowed his brows; if he couldn't be sure of the Grey Wolf Gang chief's strength, he might run into danger.

After all, the Grey Wolf Gang is hardly a reputable organization.

The chief's strength probably couldn't reach Great Martial Master, comparable to instructors like Deng Li.

Gu Han looked at the Blazing Hound scratching its ear with its paw,

How about it, can you handle it?

The Blazing Hound let out a disdainful snort, as if saying it's a piece of cake!

Gu Han gave the beady-eyed man a push,

"Why don't you hurry up and lead the way?"

The two evaded the city guards' patrols all along, and only after nearly an hour did they reach a tavern.

"Indeed, these people really have no creativity at all."

Gu Han couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

It seems that in any world, all kinds of forces will use taverns as hideouts.

By now the sky was lightening, and the tavern had hardly any patrons.

Even the bartender was slumped over the table, eyes closed, resting.

Zhang San led Gu Han into the tavern and hung his identity token on the wall.

Soon after, a low rumbling sound echoed.

"Let's go."

Zhang San, while Gu Han kept staring at him, said softly, then led the way into the tavern's inner chambers, lifting the curtain and stepping inside.

Gu Han signaled that the Blaze Hound must protect his safety.

He even kicked Little Wolf straight into his pocket, making thorough preparations, and then followed.

Lifting the curtain and moving forward, a white trace could be clearly seen on the ground.

It must be the mark left by the stone wall that was just opened.

Gu Han soon heard a clamor, with many curses intertwining.

"Damn, I told you to be careful when doing work, but this time drawing a map got three brothers caught in!"

"Ma De, I'm not just doing this to finish early and get paid—do you think I want to work so anxiously?"

"Trash is trash; I don't know what the boss is thinking, even someone like you, a Fellow, got taken into the Grey Wolf Gang."

"You two, stop just talking big—if you're not convinced, fight, and everyone will bear witness."

Immediately after, a clamor of voices rose.

Zhang San gave an embarrassed smile,

"Sir, this is the custom of our Grey Wolf Gang: we speak with our fists."

Gu Han nodded.

In the world of martial arts, speaking with fists is the ultimate correctness.

The two quickly approached the source of the sound.

At that moment, Gu Han heard a heavy impact; a figure let out a muffled groan and flew out.

Gu Han stepped forward two paces and, with one hand, easily caught the person.

"Pah, a piece of trash!"

Opposite, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground.

He glared hostilely at the suddenly appearing Gu Han and Zhang San,

"Thief Old Three, are you this Fellow trying to help Li Si show off?"