Young guy: "Got it!"
The people from the Defense Department obediently pretended not to see Yuchi, hiding in the shadows, drinking and eating while sneaking glances at him.
And of course, Yuchi noticed all of this, feeling a mix of oddness and regret. He glanced at these people, and upon receiving their innocent smiles, he felt frustrated.
"These foxy bastards are quite slick."
"I wanted to stir up something, but there's no justification for it. Thinking about it, ever since I arrived in this world, I haven't encountered anyone who's blind to the situation. Everyone values their lives more than I do, each one a drama king, playing mind games all day long."
"Of course, Song Qingshan doesn't count; that's just how my father-in-law is."
Yuchi sat down to sip tea, his gaze landing on the old man in the small shop: "Old sir, do you know where Songquan County is?"
The old man was unfazed by this.
I'm this old; can a young man like you really bully an elder like me?
