Outside the hotel, there were many people, mostly martial artists from all directions, and you could say all kinds of people were gathered there.
About thirty meters away from Ye Qing on the roadside, a sleazy man with a center-parted hairstyle was enthusiastically explaining the amulet in his hand to a bald man in his forties. This guy was talking so much he was almost spitting, yet he couldn't use any idioms properly, although he insisted on using a few. Twice the effort for half the result? Who would want such a thing?
This sleazy man was none other than Old Wang Ba.
Seeing Old Wang Ba, Ye Qing, Huangfu Ziyu, and Liu Mubai immediately laughed because all three of them knew Old Wang Ba.
"What's this old guy doing here?" Huangfu Ziyu laughed, "He's even here cheating people. With so many martial artists, he'd be kicked out of sight with just one kick from each!"
