Fang Cheng wasn't angry that the Fox Immortal House had sold information about him.
He and Tsukikage Hoshi were no more than acquaintances; they had no special relationship. As a businesswoman, it would've been stranger if she hadn't seized the chance to make some money.
"It's fine, Landlady. I can buy other people's information from you, so naturally, other people can sell you information about me. Fair and square. I don't mind."
Tsukikage Hoshi blinked her alluring eyes. It had been a while since they'd last met, and she hadn't expected this penny-pinching brat to have become so magnanimous.
She chuckled. "Don't worry. You're a VIP customer now. From this day on, no one will be able to buy information about you from my shop."
"Landlady, why are you being so polite all of a sudden?"
Fang Cheng was a little surprised. Before, Tsukikage Hoshi had only been politely courteous to him, looking down on him with a hint of curiosity and scrutiny.
Now, she was genuinely treating him with courtesy. He could clearly feel that, for the first time, the Landlady regarded him as an equal.
She'd never poured tea for him herself before.
Tsukikage Hoshi snapped open her fan and smiled. "You're a VIP customer now, so of course you get special treatment."
Fang Cheng didn't press the matter. Instead, he asked, "Landlady, your cat said a lot of people have been asking about my identity. What's going on?"
Tsukikage Hoshi gently waved her little fan and looked him up and down with her almond-shaped eyes. "They're simply curious. They want to know what kind of formidable person killed the legendary Mountain God, so they can steer clear of him if they ever cross paths."
Fang Cheng raised an eyebrow. "Is it really that exaggerated?"
"No, it's not