"Yang Gong, could it really be this kid?"
Yang Gong, could it really be this kid? As Hu Ma rode his horse toward his family's manor, he found the whole situation somewhat amusing and entertaining. He even vaguely recalled what the mountain lord had said: "In the absolute land of the Five Evil, dragons are born, and a geo-blessed land breeds loaches..."
Yang Gong could indeed be considered a loach. He was born into poverty and had become an Incense Burner. He had a singular belief in life: to gamble his life for wealth and honor!
But how could such a person, when half of Mingzhou was under the influence of the Five Evil Gods, end up at the most pivotal point of destiny?
This thought amused Hu Ma because he understood the mountain lord's words: since the Five Evil Gods caused this chaos, inevitably, someone like Yang Gong would appear. If Yang Gong hadn't emerged, someone else would have.
Even if there weren't such a person, pushing one out wouldn't have mattered.
