In the shadows, many people had already targeted me.
But I still didn't give a damn.
After wandering around all day, practically nobody wanted to come near me.
I went into more than ten shops, but only three owners bothered to serve me.
"Sigh."
I couldn't stop myself from letting out a soft sigh.
The man with the mustache beside me got even more pissed off.
"Don't these idiots have any brains? Can't they think for themselves?" the man with the mustache snapped.
I said with no other choice, "You can't expect them to think too hard, and their fear makes sense anyway."
The man with the mustache waved his hand, "I don't give a crap about that, but this is really screwing up my treasure hunting. It's not every day we get a Hundred Spirits Meeting."
I kicked the man with the mustache and laughed while scolding him, "Fine, I won't tag along tomorrow. You can go out alone."
"Now you're talking." The man with the mustache grumbled.
