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It was a wooden door that looked ready to fall off at any moment. The smell of cheap alcohol seeped through the cracks, mixed with some kind of pickled food and... foot odor.
The analysis came from Bruce, who was already having trouble tolerating it.
"Knock, knock, knock."
He Xi raised his hand and knocked on the door.
A rustling immediately came from inside, followed by a wary shout: "Who is it? Can't you see we're closed? Go buy laxatives on the next street!"
"Undying Sage."
The noise inside abruptly froze.
The next moment, a panic broke out, accompanied by the sound of chairs toppling over, curses, and hurried commands.
"Quick! Open the door! It's that lord!"
"Don't pile that dirty laundry in the middle of the way, idiot!"
"Where are my pants? Has anyone seen my pants?"
"Damn it, those are Dimi's pants! Mine have two patches!"
About ten seconds later, the battered wooden door was yanked open.
Wilson stood inside with a smile on his face, fine beads of sweat covering his forehead.
"Good day, esteemed Sage!" He bowed deeply. "I thought you had already forgotten about me."
Behind him, three or four other members of the Shadowless Squad stood in a row against the wall. Every one of them had their head lowered, not daring to breathe too loudly, while they fearfully stole glances at He Xi.
"Woof!" Bruce bared his teeth at Wilson.
Wilson's whole body shuddered. He instinctively tried to stick out his rear, but remembering the situation, he forcibly held himself back. "G-Good day to you too, Lord Dog!"
He Xi walked into this so-called herbal shop.
The shop was