"The implications of what you've said are huge." Heizi immediately caught on to something, his sharp gaze fixed on him. "Alright! You're my catch, so I have the authority to make that call!"
He then gave Songzi a look. The two of them had known each other for years and understood one another well. Songzi nodded—it was clear he agreed.
The young man gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know whether he's the one you're looking for. We all call him Da Zhi. He says he's an orphan, controlled by someone named Ah Fa. Because he refuses to steal from the poor, he's been beaten countless times. But each time, he grits his teeth and never begs for mercy.
"I fought with him once, and we became good buddies after that. But there was one time he avoided us, acting all suspicious. Out of curiosity, I followed him quietly and saw him kneeling before someone's grave. The tombstone had the name 'Zhou Feng' on it.
"That's when I started suspecting—maybe he's the one you're looking for!"
