"Master, aren't you bringing anything?" Qiying Fofeng asked, looking at Uchiha Madara's empty hands.
"No," Uchiha Madara said.
"What would I need to bring?" Uchiha Madara said with a smile. "I'm only going over to deal with a little trouble. Carrying so much stuff would only make things more troublesome."
"Truly the bearing of a master!" Qiying Fofeng said admiringly.
Uchiha Madara was very unaccustomed to Qiying Fofeng's constant flattery.
Once the two had finished preparing, they went downstairs.
The tavern owner had been waiting downstairs for quite some time. When he saw Uchiha Madara coming down, he looked extremely pleased.
But when the owner saw Qiying Fofeng following behind him, his expression suddenly changed.
"What are you coming down for?" the owner asked Qiying Fofeng.
Uchiha Madara also did not understand why the tavern owner treated Qiying Fofeng this way while treating him so well.
"I told him to come with me," Uchiha Madara said with a smile. "More hands make lighter work."
After hearing Uchiha Madara's words, the owner seemed to understand and said with a smile, "So you need an assistant."
"Learn properly from the master," the owner said to Qiying Fofeng. "Look at you—so young, yet instead of learning something useful, you insist on learning all this worthless nonsense."
"What I learned is useful too!" Qiying Fofeng protested indignantly.
"What use are swindles and scams? Can you even make a living off them?" the owner said.
"Enough," Uchiha Madara said to the owner. "If the matter is urgent, then let's set off quickly. I don't want to waste my time either."
"Yes, yes, yes," the owner hurriedly said to Uchiha Madara. "In that case, let's hurry over there."
"And it's not just you who've been waiting anxiously. Our city lord is even more anxious than you,"