“An heroes’ summons?”
The name made even Hu Ma blink in confusion for a moment. “What kind of ghost-name is that?”
“Heh heh, the Yan family of the Iron Gate isn’t someone to be trifled with.”
Old Abacus heard that and couldn’t help laughing. “You think sending a Walking-Ghost Chief Executioner to deliver a life-buying coin is a small thing?”
“Right now it looks like the Yan family of the Iron Gate isn’t planning to give you any face at all. They’ve openly invited fellow Jianghu folks from all around to go to Guazhou Prefecture, to have a proper talk with your Zhen Sui Hu family.”
“If they’re broadly inviting heroes from everywhere, then of course that paper is an ‘heroes’ summons.’ Whether those who answer will really be worth anything is another matter; the point is they’re willing to stand with the Iron Gate Yan family. To be honest, even I could go over and bum a meal off them.”
“…”
Hu Ma was a little surprised. “So many aren’t giving the Hu family face?”
“No one dares not to give the Hu family face.”
Old Abacus said, “But not everyone knows the reputation of the Zhen Sui Hu family.”