"Seriously? I'm young, so don't try to fool me." Pei Yanchuan held his phone, looking deeply suspicious. "People in this world really identify each other by their teeth? Isn't that a little sloppy?"
Wu You's voice came through the phone. "Go give it a try. If we can bluff our way through, we'll hit the jackpot, won't we?"
Pei Yanchuan gritted his teeth. "...Fine, I'll try."
If he could fool them, great. If he couldn't, he'd run.
Pei Yanchuan emerged from beneath the bridge and discovered a park on the other side. Many Person-Eaters in luxurious clothing were walking their cats and dogs, with Ordinary Persons following behind to fan them and hold parasols over them.
One Ordinary Person might have fanned a little too hard. The breeze from his fan mussed a female Person-Eater's hair, and she immediately turned and slapped him viciously. "You can't even fan me properly! What use are you?!"
After being slapped, the Ordinary Person looked terrified. He hurriedly dropped to his knees and repeatedly knocked his forehead against the ground as he apologized. "I'm sorry, Mistress. I'm sorry. Your slave didn't mean to. I'm sorry..."
The woman gave a haughty little huff and walked away in her high heels. The Ordinary Person scrambled up and chased after her with the parasol.
Pei Yanchuan, who had watched everything from behind a tree: "..."
Wasn't this supposed to be a modern society? Why did they still have a hierarchy of masters and slaves?
The weather was lovely that day, with brilliant sunshine and not a cloud in the sky. There were particularly large numbers of people strolling through the park.
Pei Yanchuan hid behind the tree, trying to pick out a not-so-bright Person-Eater from the crowd so he could ask for directions.
He soon found his