"Tch, a bunch of country bumpkins. They actually had the nerve to put on a show like this."
Ignored by Xin Mo, Jin Zhichang curled his lip and complained quietly to Xin Ru.
His voice wasn't loud, but everyone present was an Awakened with exceptional hearing.
"Heh."
Overlord was the first to enter the hotel, wearing a faint, ambiguous smile.
Little White Tiger followed close behind, both hands in his pockets.
Old Ninth, a cigarette in one hand and the other in his pocket, reached the hotel entrance, then suddenly backed up two steps and stopped in front of Jin Zhichang.
"Excuse me... were you insulting us just now?" Old Ninth asked with narrowed eyes and a cheerful smile.
Old Pei and Xin Mo both felt their breathing stop for a moment.
Old Ninth was nothing like Little White Tiger. His mental state had always been a mystery.
Still smiling and talking, Old Ninth reached behind him and opened his hand.
Bone understood, drew a short knife, and placed it in Old Ninth's hand.
"You... I'm from the Jin..."
"Oh!" Old Ninth's eyes lit up. "A foreign friend! Fuck your mother, I'm the most hospitable guy around. Come on, don't move. Let me take off both your legs first. You can't visit the Dragon Kingdom without leaving a few gifts."
Smack!
One moment, Old Ninth was all smiles; the next, he struck.
Smack!
The knife tip stopped half an inch from Jin Zhichang's temple. Xin Mo looked helpless, but he had intervened nonetheless.
Jin Zhichang shuddered. He hadn't expected the man to actually attack, and his face went pale with fright.
"Young Master Ninth, today's our opening in Chun Prefecture. Could you do me a favor?" Xin Mo urged quietly beside Old Ninth's ear.
"Sure."
Old Ninth lowered the knife