The argument was getting heated, but Zhou You kept cracking sunflower seeds, unmoved.
It was simple.
He had grown numb to it.
For some reason, news of that so-called "treasure" had surfaced every day lately, setting people fighting left and right. Zhou You had once been interested enough to watch. Now...
Let them do whatever they want. As long as the fighting doesn't reach me, I'll pretend I can't see it.
He slumped over the table, ready for a nap. To his surprise, the shopkeeper locked the counter and made to rush outside, brimming with excitement.
...Now that was strange.
The old man had always been cautious. No matter how fierce the fighting got, he used to hide behind the counter. Yet now even he wanted to watch?
Curiosity got the better of Zhou You, and he asked,
"Shopkeeper, what's happening out there? Why do you want to go too?"
The old man had just put on his outer robe. At the question, he laughed.
"You're joking, sir. There's a fight, isn't there?" "...I know there's a fight. But you've never liked this sort of thing. Why do you want to watch?"
The old man's eyes lit up.
"Ah, this time is different. I hear someone important has arrived..."
That caught Zhou You's interest.
"Someone important? Has the master of Wanzhang Palace shown up?"
The old man's eyes widened. He hurriedly looked around, then, seeing no one nearby, lowered his voice.
"Careful, sir! You can't speak of the palace master so casually. Call him 'the venerable one'!"
"...All right. Has the venerable one come out to settle things?"
The old man shook his head.
"No, not him."
"Then what are you so excited about? No matter how famous this person is, the Golden Armored Guard will be the ones to