"This mountain truly is a den of crouching tigers and hidden dragons..."
When Yang Gong had already made a name for himself, impressively raising a force of two to three thousand people and causing a stir, Hu Ma had also left the mountain. Although he hadn't gone to see Yang Gong in person, he had come to understand everything that transpired in the mountains.
After all, with the help of the mountain lord, nothing that happened in Old Yin Mountain—not the slightest movement or rustle—could escape his Dharma Eye.
And upon listening carefully, it became apparent that, despite appearing reckless, Yang Gong's methods clearly bore traces of an expert's guidance.
Whether it was the timing of his actions or his handling of the seized provisions, everything was done very prudently.
After all, I'm an outsider, strong in theory but lacking firsthand experience, he thought. So, I can only try my best to understand, observing and learning like a novice.
