"When I first took a life, you were still pissing and playing in the mud."
The night was silent, and for a moment, neither spoke. Wispy threads of steam curled up, forming a barrier that seemed to separate the two of them.
"Two eggs. Extra scallions and chilis."
Lou Hechuan was the one to finally break the silence.
"Elder Lou, at your age, still eating so heavy this late at night?"
As he spoke, Feng Ping'an nevertheless grabbed the spatula and started making a pancake. In that moment, the two of them fell into the roles of street vendor and customer.
"Tsk tsk, your skill with fire does come in handy for pancakes, it seems." Lou Hechuan sneered, his tone tinged with mockery.
Who would have thought, that the former Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance Headquarters Vice President, Scorched Earth Flame Monarch, would fall so far as to run a pancake stall.
"You followed the Great Spirit Sect King, yet ended up among the commoners. Don't you find it a pity?" Lou Hechuan said coldly.
