"Serve the food!" Shi Yao shouted.
"Wait till the main patron comes and beats you!" Liu Wu muttered under his breath and went to the kitchen to fetch a plate of yesterday's leftover pig offal and half a dish of pickled vegetables, throwing them onto Shi Yao's table.
As the fine wine went down, a voice appeared in Shi Yao's mind.
"Heh heh heh, you're doing well, keeping a low profile and enduring silently leads to great success. Just a clueless store clerk, killing in the street would be foolish, giving him a lesson is enough."
Shi Yao coldly snorted in his heart, accepting the voice's praise but still remaining wary of it.
Though he wasn't someone reincarnated, he did have an old grandpa in his head.
A while back, during the celestial phenomenon at Rising Dragon City, Shi Yao was coincidentally drinking with his cronies there.
As soon as the phenomenon subsided, he took advantage of the chaos to steal an old mule tethered by the roadside and headed towards Wolong Marsh.
