"Me?" Ye Qing couldn't help but be startled. What message was Cui Yulong supposed to bring him? And who had sent him to deliver it?
"Yes, you!" Cui Yulong nodded, saying, "Old Wang Ba asked me to pass on two things to you."
"Old Wang Ba?" Ye Qing's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. How could this sleazy traitor dealer have made contact with a master like Cui Yulong? Thinking about it now, there were far too many secrets surrounding Old Wang Ba!
"Old Wang Ba?" Ghost King Li Ruoyuan also nodded slightly, asking, "Is it that old swindler?"
"What old swindler? It's said that this guy is the last descendant of Iron Calculation Sect. When the Iron Calculation Sect was exterminated, it was the Northern Fist King who saved his life!" He Qinghua said, "I've met this person, and he does have some real skills."
Li Ruoyuan wondered, "It's said that the Iron Fan Sect excelled at borrowing luck for people, which also led to their sect's destruction. Is it true or false?"