Lost in thought, Luo Yang had arrived at Lang Yifeng's home.
Lang Yifeng had stopped running the gambling den after Luo Yang's persuasion.
However, the shed in the backyard remained, and every night, the village ruffians would come to practice martial arts, chat, drink beer, and linger until the wee hours.
As such, there was no need to call Lang Yifeng; he was usually there.
When Luo Yang arrived, Lang Yifeng and the village ruffians came out of the shed to greet him.
"Master!"
"Brother Yang!"
"Brother Yang, have a cigarette!"
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Luo Yang waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, you guys carry on."
The village ruffians retreated into the shed.
"Master, I've arranged a room for that woman and child," Lang Yifeng said.
"Great, and is there another room?" Luo Yang asked.
This was a rhetorical question.
Lang Yifeng's brother lived in the county, and their mother generally stayed with the elder son.
