The shopkeeper said, "Are you sick in the head? I told you he's dead beyond any further death. What are you still harping on about?"
Shao Pingbo cupped his hands. "Sir, it is not that I am being unreasonable. It is that Niu Youdao is by no means an ordinary man. Along his path, I have yet to see anyone capable of stopping him. He absolutely must not be underestimated. Everyone who underestimated him has now fallen at his feet, only to regret it when it was far too late!"
"Sir, this man is a monster of his generation, roaming unchecked through chaotic times. There is no way he could be killed so easily!"
"Sir, once he escapes, once he throws off every shackle, once he is given the chance to stir up wind and waves, what awaits us will surely be raging billows and towering waves. By then, I fear we will regret it beyond all remedy!"
"Sir, I am not trying to alarm you with exaggerated words. This matter is no small thing. We must be cautious!"
The shopkeeper clasped his hands behind his back. "From the sound of it, even if he is dead, that is not enough for you. Would you refuse to let him go even after he becomes a ghost?"
Not only did Shao Pingbo refuse to let the matter drop, he grew even more anxious. He seemed to believe that Niu Youdao faking his death was more dangerous than him surviving, and stubbornly pressed on. "Sir, I only wish to know whether the corpse was confirmed. If the body was not confirmed, then suspicion cannot be ruled out!"
The shopkeeper looked up at the sky and chuckled. "So, in your eyes, everyone in the Sacred Realm is useless? They cannot even tell whether