Old Ox's Natural Advantage

At Summit Ferry, one had to obey Summit Ferry's rules. Wang Youhong understood that very well, and he believed everyone else in the group understood too, aside from that Brute Ox. So long as they kept an eye on the Brute Ox, it would be fine.

Compared with his former habits, although Wang Youhong still subconsciously sought out mortals within Summit Ferry, he no longer dared act as recklessly as before. After all, because of this, he had encountered Ji Yuan twice. The second time, he had nearly died outright.

The two met up at a restaurant run by mortals. The three men were tall and thin, dressed somewhat like wandering martial artists. The moment they saw Wang Youhong approach, their eyes lit up. They knew this was one of his common transformations, while the plain-looking farmhand beside him must have been the Ox Demon whom several Fate Envoys had personally invited into the Heavenly Revelation Alliance.

"Greetings, Master Hong. Greetings, Master Niu!"

Before Old Ox and Wang Youhong could approach, the three had already bowed to them together. Wang Youhong merely nodded and said nothing, while Old Ox studied the three with great interest before looking at Wang Youhong.

"Hey, this effeminate man sure puts on airs. Old Ox is hungry. Is there any wine and food?"

The three cautiously glanced over. Seeing Wang Youhong's expressionless face, they hastily answered Old Ox.

"Yes, yes, yes! The wine and dishes have already been arranged inside. Master Niu, Master Hong, please come in!"

"That's more like it. Come on, come on, quit leaving ink traces here. Let's go inside and eat."

Old Ox took the lead. As he passed the three, he directly grabbed one man by his clothes, lifted him up, and carried him in front as he led everyone