"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Just as Xu Taiping was marveling at the cultivator's actions, he suddenly heard a series of tongue clicks beside him.
He turned to look. It was none other than Gu Changming, the cultivator who had called out to him earlier.
Then he heard Gu Changming say:
"This man must have learned something beforehand and knows that Butcher Zhao is kind and doesn't shun outsiders."
"That's why he dared to go straight up and ingratiate himself with the butcher."
"Still, he was too hasty."
Xu Taiping turned to glance at Gu Changming.
Although Gu Changming's figure was still shrouded in Gray Mist, having heard his tone, Xu Taiping felt almost as if he could see the corners of his mouth rising in a smug smile.
Even so.
Xu Taiping still did not respond.
But, concerned about alarming the villagers, he did not slip away again as he had before. He simply stood there and watched quietly.
"Brother, don't tell me you're mute?"
Seeing that Xu Taiping still refused to respond, Gu Changming was thoroughly puzzled.
Soon, however, his attention was drawn toward the butcher's shop.
Butcher Zhao was stripping meat from a bone with his knife when he glanced at the cultivator with a smile and said:
"Young man, judging by your accent, you're not from around here, are you?"
Hearing this, Gu Changming immediately nodded thoughtfully and said:
"Just as the information said, of everyone in Three Paths Village, Butcher Zhao is the least hostile toward outsiders."
The cultivator who had approached to strike up a conversation was likewise delighted and immediately replied:
"Uncle Zhao, my name is Zhou Xiaochuan. I'm from the neighboring township. Both my parents died when I was young. Now the grandparents who raised me are old and have trouble getting around. That's