"You're an esteemed Hall Master of the Big Saber Gang. If there's something you can't do, how could I possibly help you?"
Chu Lingguang remained rational.
Favors were nice, but one look at Li Yishan's condition told him the man was in huge trouble. Why else would he be hiding in his home? Besides, someone had broken his arm, which meant their Kung Fu was far superior to Li Yishan's. Chu Lingguang didn't dare get involved.
"You can help."
Li Yishan said, standing up.
"Hall Master Li, you haven't eaten, have you? I have a few pounds of brown rice at home. If you don't mind, I can cook you a pot of congee."
Chu Lingguang said, trying to change the subject.
Li Yishan saw through Chu Lingguang's intentions and pressed on, "The Village Chief is dead. Gao Qingxiong disbanded the gang. Those of us who once followed the Village Chief all had an arm broken. I'm half-crippled now. Revenge is impossible for me."
"Er…"
Chu Lingguang's expression stiffened.
