Everyone present stared dumbfounded.
In just a few words, Xu Shao's bodyguard, who had been arrogantly acting as though no one else mattered, made a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn in attitude.
And Xu Shao himself seemed to have learned something from the conversation as well, addressing him as "old sir" with every other word.
If outsiders still could not piece something together from this, then they were truly fools!
"So he really is a Cutting Path expert?"
The few fellows who had spoken so disrespectfully earlier now shuffled and edged their way silently toward the back of the crowd.
Even Fang Zheng was somewhat frightened.
A Cutting Path expert, serving tea and pouring water at First Pavilion Under Heaven...
Who would believe that if it got out? Yet whether outsiders believed it or not, Xu Shao himself seemed to genuinely believe it.
He waved a hand at the crowd and said breezily, "Fine. I'll give the old sir this bit of face. Today's matter ends here!"
With that, he did not waste another word before raising his hand and putting away the tables and chairs.
He was being so decisive because, apart from the old man surnamed Mei before him, the outline of a white-robed old man had also appeared in the skies above.
This person's arrival drew no attention whatsoever.
The badge on his chest was identical to Fang Zheng's, likewise belonging to the City Lord's Manor.
And his cultivation...
Unlike Old Mei, Xu Xiaoshou could tell with one glance that this was a true Cutting Path expert!
His Dao charm was restrained, his immortal air detached from the mundane world.
Though he said nothing, the smile in his eyes and his calm expression all seemed to say, "Young friend, give me some face. Let's call it here for today, shall