The servant who came to deliver the message took a breath of relief as he spoke.
Those officials are afraid of the flying thief.
They are afraid too.
After all, it's rumored that these flying thieves are ruthless killers.
If they were elegant thieves, they wouldn't mind using them as a topic of casual conversation.
"Thanks."
Dou Bao handed him a small silver coin again.
After the servant thanked him and left, Cui Long couldn't hold back and spoke up.
"Someone is impersonating Master Mu."
The heir of the Si Hai Bang said firmly.
"Yes."
Dou Bao nodded as well.
That was her immediate feeling too.
And Jason?
He not only felt strange but also sensed something was off.
It's like playing rock-paper-scissors in front of a mirror.
Both showing paper, yet the reflection suddenly shows scissors.
"Interesting."
Jason muttered to himself softly, then instructed Dou Bao with a couple of words before heading out.
He wanted to see what exactly this Zhao instructor was up to.
