Chapter 392: Running Wild

"You were waiting for us?" Mi Shu was greatly surprised.

"Indeed."

"How did you know we were coming?" Yang Xiao sized up Fat Steward, trying to control his microexpressions, "Do you recognize us?"

Fat Steward cracked a slight smile, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth, "Not to hide anything from you, gentlemen, not only does our shop recognize you, but many businesses in this town know you as well. Just now, Abbot Sun from the gambling house sent someone over to report that you gentlemen have had good fortune, and have obtained a promissory note. We have already exchanged it for silver coins in advance for you gentlemen."

As he spoke, Fat Steward clapped twice, stepped aside, and then a young servant ran out from the back hall, holding a wooden box in his hands.

The surface of the box was mottled, obviously having been used for a long time. When opened, it was filled with copper coins.