Wan Chongshan's bead-like eyes widened in utter disbelief. "My little disciple, do we really have to play it this high-stakes? We're stirring up trouble the moment we step off the boat?"
He figured he had better swallow a heart-calming pill first, just to keep his nerves steady.
After swallowing the pill, Wan Chongshan finally asked with a straight face, "Alright, little disciple, spill it. What kind of trouble are we getting into? Your master can handle it now."
Chapter 191