At the foot of the mountain, in the quiet small woods where night had fallen, Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong had been waiting for quite some time, even growing a bit impatient. Just when he thought he had been fooled and was about to leave angrily, he heard footsteps of someone approaching.
"You finally arrived," Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong turned around and sneered coldly.
"Sorry for the delay, there was a bit of a hold-up," the Zhuang family arrived, followed by several guards, each with a menacing look that suggested they were not to be trifled with.
Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong was somewhat impatient: "Alright, enough talk, this time you want me to lose to Gu Fan, I've listened to you, now give me my reward."
"Here, this is your share." The Zhuang family handed a banknote to Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong, then repeatedly cautioned, "For the following period, you should find a place far away to settle down. Don't come back for a short time."