The Poor Young Man (2)

“Oh!”

The young man let out a long sigh of relief upon hearing Zheng-Fu's explanation.

“Or do you not believe my words?” Zheng-Fu noticed that the young man still had a hesitant and frightened expression, so he decided to tease him a little.

“No, Master! Not at all! I believe every word you say. And I’m willing to tell you everything I know!” The young man hurriedly waved his hands, denying any doubt. His hesitation was because he feared Zheng-Fu might take him to kill.

“Good! Now let's walk up to my house. Along the way, I'll keep asking you questions. You only need to answer them!” Zheng-Fu nodded in satisfaction before turning back and walking toward the top of the mountain, following the path that the chief and his group had taken earlier.