"How could you tell?"
Song Chengan asked.
Did I really look that much like a newcomer?
Wait, this man looked somewhat familiar.
Song Chengan looked at the young Daoist who had struck up a conversation.
Wasn't this the fat Daoist who had bought his hundred-Talisman-Coin Demon Core for fifty Talisman Coins?
"Hey, aren't you that..."
"I'm not."
The moment the fat Daoist saw Song Chengan, his expression immediately changed.
He somewhat regretted why he had opened his mouth to strike up a conversation.
"My name is Song Chengan. May I ask this Daoist's honored name?"
"At which Daoist Temple do you cultivate?"
"Daoist, we are clearly old acquaintances. Why are you pretending not to know me now?"
"Could it be that, in your eyes, I am such a petty man? It was only the Demon Core of a Dao Seed Realm demon beast."
"It was a perfectly fair deal. Could it be that I, Song Chengan, would go back on my word and make Daoist pay me more Talisman Coins?"
Song Chengan said in confusion.
At those words, a guilty expression immediately surfaced on the fat Daoist's face.
"Daoist Song's words truly make this poor Daoist ashamed."
"This poor Daoist is Qin Xiaolou, with the Daoist title Jade Dragon Son."
"I am a Rogue Cultivator, without a master's lineage or a Daoist Temple to rely upon."
Song Chengan nodded. "According to the customs of my hometown, once fellow Daoists exchange names and Daoist titles, we are friends."
"May I ask why Daoist is here?"
The customs of his hometown?
Did Spirit Mound have such customs?
"Isn't an immortal's cave estate about to emerge? So I came over to see whether I could find a chance to make a fortune."
Song Chengan nodded.
"Is there a chance?"
"Very difficult."
Qin Xiaolou