บท 354: The Prefectural Thousand Sun Sect (1)

Zhang Shilong walked up, and asked quietly, "Is Master in today?"

"Yes, yes. Senior Apprentice Brother Zhang, you haven't been here in a while. What a rare visit." The lad looked up, and seeing it was Zhang Shilong, he smiled and threw down his cleaning rag to lead the two inside.

In an inner room, a man so elderly that all he had left were skin and bones was lying on the bed. He had a pipe in his hand and was smoking lazily.

When the elderly man saw it was Zhang Shilong, he settled back into his bed.

"It's Little Long. I thought it was…" he muttered something under his breath.

"Master thought those debt chasers were here again," the employee explained resignedly.

Zhang Shilong didn't know what to say.

"Disciple Zhang Shilong greets Master." He formally greeted the elder by kneeling down and kowtowing.