"Karma Vision was the result of what was known as Divine Witness."
"Something like a mark."
"If you violated the contract, it would trigger the mark, causing you to suffer karmic retribution."
Jiang Qiao shifted his gaze.
He did not pay much attention to the Divine Witness mark.
When you had too many lice, you stopped fearing their bites.
Or rather, the so-called "Divine Witness" was not necessarily a bad thing for him.
The "Chou God Mark" was like a Sword of Damocles hanging over his head. He had no idea when Chou God would return, or whether its return would cause him harm.
So having one more mark—
might perhaps bring unexpected benefits at some critical moment.
Simply put,
it was hedging his bets.
Of course,
there were still risks. If two tigers fought, and both were inside his body, he might end up being torn apart.
Moreover,
the two might not even fight.
All he could say was,
some preparation was better than none.
"Hey, kid! Why did you come so early today?"
Just then,
the tavern's main door creaked open. A weathered old man walked in from outside, went straight to the table beside Jiang Qiao's, dropped into a chair, and said jokingly, "I thought you'd died in A Fang's bed."
"Shut up!"
"You old bastard."
The man at the neighboring table was middle-aged and looked quite relaxed as he poured and drank by himself. But when he saw the newcomer enter, the smile on his face instantly collapsed. He said unhappily,
"Old Mai."
"Don't disturb my drinking."
"If you have something to say, say it. If you have to fart, fart it out. Then get lost as quickly as possible. I don't want to see your face."
His attitude was extremely hostile.
He was not