"Oh, it's really a Taoist from Lao Mountain..."
Kuai Dayou nodded slightly, satisfying his curiosity.
As for Lv San, he wasn't interested at all and didn't even bother to respond.
Seeing the two no longer speaking, Bai Laojiu's fingers tightened slightly around his wine cup, and he said softly with a bitter face, "Please forgive my abruptness, gentlemen."
"To be honest, since stepping into Taian and reporting at the government office, it's felt like a venomous snake has been eyeing my back, making me uneasy. The person secretly watching has a strange movement technique, and if I hadn't practiced the art of 'Listening to Wind and Identifying Weapons' in my early years, I would hardly have noticed."
He gulped down some cold wine, his Adam's apple moving, "What's more strange is—the four constables accompanying me disappeared into thin air in the inn this morning, with no signs of a struggle in the room, and even their personal weapons left under the pillow."
