The old Daoist slightly opened his eyes, glanced at Du Fan with a half-smile, half-scornful expression, and then closed his eyes again.
This silent disdain made Du Fan's anger rise immediately.
"Old man, do you know what this place is? You dare come here to freeload. Do you believe I'll make you roll out of Beijiang tonight?"
The old Daoist remained silent, as if he was in meditation.
Du Fan's gaze turned cold, a slight hint of energy appearing in his hand, and he raised it to strike the old Daoist.
But at that moment, the old Daoist suddenly said softly, "You've actually tasted dragon liver; that's quite a fortune!"
This sentence made Du Fan pause, not yet understanding what was happening.
Auntie Pang came out with the food, and upon seeing the scene, her face turned stern immediately.
"Little Du, what are you doing?"
"Ah, nothing... nothing, I..."
