Chapter: The Concealing Miner
Sometimes, when people witness an injustice firsthand, they do not feel overly indignant. Instead, a sense of the comic and the absurd washes away the anger in their hearts.
Huo Yuhao was experiencing this exact feeling now. As he looked at the red-haired brute swaggering aggressively in front of him, he genuinely wanted to see what other classic lines the fellow could blurt out.
The red-haired brute stood tall and imposing, acting belligerently toward Huo Yuhao, but soon his attention was lured away by a rich fragrance as his large nostrils twitched continuously.
The source of that fragrance was precisely the blue fish on the grill before him.
Without even asking the price, the red-haired brute snatched up a large grilled fish and began to devour it voraciously.
Huo Yuhao did not stop him. The pair of eyes behind his Sunglasses had already narrowed into slits.
Huo Qiu'er turned her head to cast a glance at him, looking as though she were astonished that he could actually endure this.
Tian Meng immediately cried out in dissatisfaction, "Hey, big dummy, you haven't paid yet."
"Pay? You're setting up a stall here without permission, and you still have the nerve to ask me for money?" The red-haired brute tore into the fish meat while saying with an expression of enjoyment, "Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect you to have some skill. You look unfamiliar, so you must be new here."
"If you come work under Brother Nan, this kind of barbecue skill is enough for you to live in luxury. You won't have to go down to the mines every day with this bunch of people dressed in black to hack at rocks."
As he spoke, he cast a contemptuous glance at the surrounding crowd of miners,