There's an old saying in the martial arts world.
No fierce dragon crosses the river easily.
But there's also another saying.
—A strong dragon cannot suppress a local serpent.
Moreover, Zhong Xiaoye is not a dragon. Damn it, he's a bird.
Not long after arriving, he got a taste of how deep the waters run in Kyoto.
Unlike a dragon, no matter how deep the water is, a dragon can tread it easily, but a bird and water are fundamentally opposed.
Moreover.
A few minutes passed, the guest Young Master Gong was nowhere to be found, having left without a trace. Even if Zhong Xiaoye were a fool, he would still sense something fishy.
It couldn't really be a gas leak at home.
"Don't you have doctors here? Get someone to check him out."
Youmao eventually noticed the victim lying on the ground and called to the security personnel.
"Being on the ground, be careful not to catch a chill."
