Taking a deep breath, Xiao Feng calmed his nerves and explained, "Sun Shijie isn't dead. He gave us permission to get the medicine, and you should recognize his handwriting."
"Until I see the young master...I won't believe anyone," Sun Zhong insisted.
"Why are you so stubborn, old man?" Hui Shiba said irritably, "If our Brother Feng was after your stuff, he could have acted on the mountain earlier. Why wait until now?"
However, Sun Zhong still wouldn't budge, "Unless you...let me see...the young master, otherwise...none of you...are leaving!"
Xiao Feng was getting anxious too, "You want to see Sun Shijie, at least let someone notify him, right? We're stuck here because of you. How can you be sure if he's alive or dead?"
"If the young master...doesn't see you...return on time...he'll naturally...come looking for you," Sun Zhong retorted.
"..." Xiao Feng.
He couldn't tell if the old fellow was truly sick or just pretending.
