To be fair, Zhou You hadn't spoken loudly. His voice had actually been quite low—yet at that moment, the restaurant seemed to turn into the set of a horror film. The owner's smile froze on his face, the servers stopped bringing out dishes, and even the sounds of cooking in the kitchen vanished.
Everyone turned to look at the two of them with malicious, icy, and profoundly strange eyes.
Luo Liangde broke out in a cold sweat.
Without a moment's hesitation, he hurriedly apologized to everyone.
"Sorry, sorry. My friend here only arrived in Paradise today, and he doesn't know the rules yet... I'll take him back and teach him right away. Please forgive him..."
Only then did the people around them gradually return to normal. Luo Liangde didn't even bother finishing the leftovers. He hurriedly pulled a handful of copper coins from Zhou You's bag, tossed them onto the table, and dragged him away.
Only after turning into a secluded alley did he finally let out a long breath.
"Brother Zhou, you've got to stop saying whatever pops into your head... You nearly scared me to death back there!"
Zhou You tilted his head.
"What exactly is going on? Why did they all react like that the moment I mentioned the World-Purifying Army?"
Luo Liangde looked around, and only after making sure no one was there did he speak in a whisper.
"Brother Zhou, do you know anything about this World-Purifying Army?"
Zhou You answered honestly.
"No."
"Then why did you ask me?"
"Because when I was looking for you earlier, I ran into your relatives' neighbor. He said the family ended up like this because they had ties to the World-Purifying Army..."
"...Mmph, mmph..."
Luo Liangde clamped a hand over his mouth. Only after a good while did