Chapter 162 - Sleeping Dragon and Fledgling Phoenix (2 more updates, asking for monthly votes!)

Gurgle.The Shopkeeper swallowed his saliva.

He looked up.

Sunlight poured in through the broken gate, casting the young man’s face in backlight so that his expression was indiscernible.

Behind the youth, a crowd had gathered at the door, whispering and pointing.

"What’s going on?"

"Looks like someone’s causing trouble."

"Even the Zhazen Workshop is being trashed? Don’t they have support?"

"Who knows, I heard shouts about the Foolish Underworld handling a case, probably their people."

"Oh... Then that’s normal, these crazies, anything they do is normal."

Yes, these crazies, anything they do is normal!

The Shopkeeper’s face twitched; he was distressed but couldn’t voice his troubles.

Among all the powers in Tianyuan Town, only those from the Foolish Underworld were the craziest!

When you suspect the presence of a demon, only life-and-death reveals the truth!

The Shopkeeper didn’t want to die.

So he didn’t dare to move.

Fearing any provocation would lead the cold Longsword to slice across his neck.

But he still had a mouth, so he spoke with difficulty.

"Great sir, spare my life!!"

If he could, the Shopkeeper would kowtow to Fang Yu with loud thuds begging for mercy.

"Now you know to beg for mercy? Weren’t you trying to kill me just now?"

Fang Yu spoke indifferently.

But how shrewd the Shopkeeper was, he immediately knew the other party didn’t truly intend to kill him.

However, the sword was still at his throat, and a single slip in words could lead to a beheaded fate.

A Decemvir of the Foolish Underworld with no merits in hand?

Taking a life was still within the affordable cost.

Thus, the Shopkeeper dared not gamble, nor could he afford to.

After all, life is but once.

"Misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding! Decemvir Sir! Decemvir Sir, please listen to my explanation!"

Fang Yu was amused.

Continue fabricating.

"Do you know, openly attacking a Decemvir of the Foolish Underworld, I could chop off your head without using any merits."

"I wouldn’t dare! This lowly one wouldn’t dare!!"

As if realizing something, the Shopkeeper quickly yelled at those thugs around.

"What are you waiting for, put down your weapons! Invite the Decemvir Sir to have some tea and take a seat!"

The crowd finally snapped back to reality.

Facing the Foolish Underworld, the weapons in their hands were already just for show.

Now the Shopkeeper had spoken, they naturally put down their weapons.

Some went to disperse the crowd by the door.

Others arranged chairs and hurriedly wiped them with the cloth on their shoulders, facing Fang Yu and his company with flattering smiles.

Some hurriedly took out fine tea leaves from behind the counter, brewed them with hot water, and waited by the side.

Each person took their roles, somewhat practiced; witnessing Zhang Chenchen’s condition on the ground left everyone somewhat baffled.

Could it be that they had encountered similar incidents before?

In fact, far from it.

The shop, situated as it was and dealing with special businesses, often entertained special guests.

Hence some contingency plans were actually secretly trained by their subordinates on typical days.

Only in a real battle could they appear orderly amidst chaos.

"Great, great sir, you see..."

The Shopkeeper said to Fang Yu with a dry laugh.

Fang Yu snorted coldly.

He sheathed his sword and took his seat with his second sister.

The Shopkeeper touched his neck, his back drenched in sweat.

Feeling as though he’s had a brush with the Ghost Gate.

Seemingly sensing Fang Yu’s gaze, the Shopkeeper quickly stood up, without even taking the time to dust himself off, and hurriedly took the seat opposite Fang Yu, smiling obsequiously to please them.

"Is there something I can do for you two today?"

Exactly.

The Shopkeeper still hadn’t figured out why the two had come.

They had started causing trouble as soon as they walked in.

And when surrounded, they promptly resorted to killing.

Intimidating with an aggressive demeanor, who wouldn’t be scared?

So the Shopkeeper still hadn’t figured out how they offended the two.

To be precise, he didn’t recognize these two people at all, no recollection whatsoever.

A Decemvir of the Foolish Underworld was already quite well-known in Tianyuan Town.

At least he should be listed somewhere.

But, nothing.

He had never seen this Diao Deyi, so how could there be a record in the shop’s files?

"What’s the matter? You truly forget easily."

"About three to five days ago, my second sister placed an order with you, remember?"

Second sister?

An order?

The Shopkeeper finally shifted his attention to the woman beside the Decemvir.

A typical image of a poor family, thin to the bone, a fundamentally not bad foundation, but that was it.

As for the impression.

None.

The Shopkeeper wanted to shake his head but feared the sword opposite him more, which moved with greater alacrity.

So he just pondered, feigning contemplation, while his gaze indeed drifted towards a few people standing by the seats.

But, no one understood his cue.

Instead, Zhang Chenchen, who had just gotten up from the ground, got the hint.

He trotted to the back room. Someone peeked out from the room to get a glimpse of the woman, and soon afterward, Zhang Chenchen returned with a piece of paper.

"Shopkeeper, it’s Miss Diao Ruru looking for someone. Have you forgotten? That day you even dispatched more than ten people to search the streets."

Zhang Chenchen spoke.

Not a bad act.

But Fang Yu just smiled.

Miss Ru Ru was somewhat restrained and nervous at the side, holding the tea and stealthily blowing on it, not knowing what to do.

Hearing Zhang Chenchen say the Detective Workshop had actually dispatched more than a dozen people to help search for Brother Cha, she was shocked, her face full of disbelief.

Because this was at odds with what she knew.

"Miss Diao Ruru, right, oh, now I remember, investigating the whereabouts of your brother, Diao Ruonian..."

The Shopkeeper quickly scanned through the file, stored the information in his mind, and he immediately understood what it was about.

Although the order had not gone through him, and even as Shopkeeper he wasn’t aware of the incident.

But the matter was indeed handled by their Detective Workshop.

The reason it did not pass through him was actually quite simple.