Gu Fei said gravely, "A hidden weapon."
Uncle Ma raised an eyebrow. "What kind of hidden weapon is powerful enough to shatter a skull?"
Gu Fei said calmly, "The Blood Drop."
'If Gu Zhang hadn't been on the brink of death just now, she never would have taken out her gun.'
'This thing was no joke.'
Uncle Ma's question immediately made Gu Fei suspicious. She glanced at the common folk around them. None of them cared what she had used to kill the wolf. In fact, they went out of their way to avoid the carcasses, let alone inspect a dead wolf's head.
Even the two guards from the governor's house paid it no mind, quickly returning to their young master's side. Yet Uncle Ma insisted on pressing for details.
'This could only mean one thing: Uncle Ma was no ordinary man.'
'And what about everything he'd shown throughout their journey, especially today? Was he really just a simple, has-been dart master?'
'Could he have some other motive for acting as her family's guide?'
