He shook his head. He was still just an ordinary person, and these things were not something he could consider.

(Some victims: Oh right, you're just an ordinary person. We were easily defeated by you because we were simply less skilled.)

Despite encountering unforeseen circumstances on the road, the convoy sped along and arrived at its destination shortly after noon.

"Everyone, we've arrived. Go about your business as usual. We'll stay here for one day."

Tomorrow afternoon, around this time, we'll head back. If you miss it, that's your own problem.

Boss Li announced the disbandment of the caravan, as they were going to unload their cargo.

However, while the others were leaving, the guard leader came up to Old Man Han with a bag of money in his hand.

"My friend, I also want to thank you for your help earlier in taking down those who escaped the net."

Those bandits who came over were also the fault of my men. As their leader, I must express my gratitude.

Here's your toll fee, and a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it, old man.

"Okay, thank you."

Old Han took the money bag, pulled Han Feiyu away, and left to buy books.

On the way, he weighed the money bag in his hand and then smiled with satisfaction.

"Feiyu, did you see that? The martial world is not just about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships and social interactions."

Although I was a customer who paid them to give me a ride, I was asked to take action when dealing with the bandits.

At this point, the situation changed; they wanted to pay me a sum of money based on the circumstances of my guarding.

Remember this trick: when we storytellers are traveling around and run out of money, you can try this to earn some extra cash.

"Ha, old man, you really are experienced..."

"Of course, you don't even know who I am."

As they walked and talked, Han Feiyu became somewhat interested in this city she had never visited before.

This was his first time traveling far from home, but he wasn't entirely unfamiliar with the city.

Back then, someone from the Zhou family got involved here because they listened to a fortune teller spouting nonsense.

Then, as soon as I got home, I abandoned him.

In fact, if it weren't for his excellent acting skills, he might have been reborn as a ghost.

He just wanted to see where that damned fortune teller was.

If the opportunity arises, and if I am capable enough, I will pay a visit.

Look at this master, just how amazing he is.

Yes, it was just a simple visit, a very friendly one. He doesn't hold grudges, really.

On the other side, a place that usually has stalls is empty today; someone has locked themselves in their house and refuses to go out.

"What's going on? What's happening? I've had my fortune told four times today. I set up my stall in four different directions, and all of them gave me very bad omens."

Is staying at home the only safe option? What kind of expert have we provoked? I can't figure it out...

The fortune teller that Han Feiyu had been longing to see was now drenched in sweat.

He really wanted to ask himself, what had he done to deserve this? Why couldn't he even go out today?