"I'll cut every tendon in your feet and make you spend the rest of your life as a cripple."
Saint Lord Taichu had always viewed situations like this rationally. He would never let some trivial matter completely overturn his opinion.
Being able to stay in a place like this alone only meant that one could currently accept being single. But after a long time, whether one could still accept it was another matter entirely.
Saint Lord Taichu slowly made his way onto the street. Looking at this prosperous world, then at the thriving Martial Arts Halls run by his disciples, he instantly felt much better.
However, many disciples had lost all their money due to poor management, so behind the scenes, he was basically the only one still working hard.
Saint Lord Taichu arrived at a teahouse he used to visit often.
Perhaps because he had been busy lately, he had not come by much. When he arrived, he discovered that the owner had already begun packing up and preparing to leave. Only after asking did he learn that the business was doing poorly and was about to close down.
The pastries and tea at this teahouse were first-rate. There was absolutely no cutting corners.
The owner spoke to Saint Lord Taichu in a helpless tone. "If this shop could stay open, I would never close it. It's been with me for so many years, hasn't it? But why do I have to shut it down? Because business is simply too poor. There are so many teahouses nearby that do far better than ours."
"Any random teahouse could practically wipe us out, so there's no need for us to keep doing something so pointless."
After hearing that, Saint Lord Taichu felt it was a pity. The pastries from the surrounding