At the sight, the drunkard curled up in fear—or perhaps for some other reason.
He hurriedly huddled into a ball, shielding his vital spots as best he could. His shouted abuse grew a little quieter.
Just as he braced himself for the wine jar in the tavern keeper's hand to come down again,
a sharp crack rang out above his head. The pain he had expected never came.
Instead, as the crack echoed, the wine jar in the tavern keeper's hand crumbled to powder and scattered on the wind.
Stunned, the tavern keeper glanced at his uninjured hands, then craned his neck to search the long street.
A young man in white holding a folding fan soon came into view.
He had no idea whether this young man was responsible for the jar's sudden destruction.
But as a merchant, the tavern keeper knew the value of keeping the peace.
A smile as warm as a spring breeze spread across his broad, fleshy face. He nodded repeatedly toward the white-robed youth and apologized.
"Forgive me, High Immortal. This fool has no filter. He even dared to speak recklessly about Commander Cui, one of the city's Five Great Commanders."
"My humble establishment is open for business, but I wouldn't dare serve a brainless fool like him!"
Still nodding and apologizing, the tavern keeper slowly drew his head back through the window.
Luo Yi had no interest in making trouble for a tavern keeper in the outer city of Azure Underworld Cloud City.
Besides, he felt the keeper's actions were perfectly understandable.
If the man wanted to run a business in Azure Underworld Cloud City in peace, he could hardly offend Cui Hao, one of the Five Great Commanders, for the sake of a drunken customer making a scene.
If the keeper had