The place where people got documents made was on the edge of a village. It was just about dinnertime, and wisps of cooking smoke were rising from practically every household.
Quite a few villagers sat in the open air with their rice bowls, eating as they went. Hou Yong asked for directions all the way until he finally found this so-called "Shark Head" inside a private residence that looked like a small workshop.
"Who are you looking for?"
Chapter 110