Zi Yang took notice of everything in the town. All the shops, the restaurants, markets, etc. He was surprised to see that the town was actually doing quite poorly, the buildings were old and tattered while the people had low cultivations.

He thought that towns where the Main Character grew up were supposed to have hidden experts around every corner!

This must be a fake town.

Despite that, Zi Yang took note of some hidden gems he spotted as he went around the town. He put them all down in his little black book and smiled as he had 3 names with talents and skills.

He wheeled away and went through Old Yang’s memories before grinning and turning into an alley.

He stopped at a door with a slit on it and an upside-down crescent moon marking. He knocked 3 times in a row before pausing and knocking again, then pausing and knocking twice.

The slit opened and the man looked at Zi Yang before opening the door, Zi Yang wheeled in and the door slammed shut behind him.

Zi Yang looked around to see a big room with tables, chairs, and a bar. There were people sitting around everywhere, some were wearing black cloaks, while some had their hoods down, drinking and talking quietly.

Some were even laughing loudly, but they shut up very quickly after receiving glares from the others.

Zi Yang wheeled to the bar and smiled at the bartender, saying “Hello!” The bartender had an emotionless expression as he said “What do you want.” Zi Yang grinned and said “I’d like to put up a few missions.”

The chatter in the hall stopped and they turned to Zi Yang, while the bartender nodded and took out a slip of paper. Zi Yang took the paper and looked over it before asking “I can only post 1 mission?”

The Bartender nodded and Zi Yang sighed, scratching his chin, muttering “That’s tough… Well whatever.” he wrote down a mission and put the reward before turning around and saying with a smile “Not what this mission is, but whoever kills Fatty Hou will get 5 Spirit Stones.”

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The cloaked men froze and the Bartender looked angry as he said “Patriarch Zi, do you think our rules are a joke?” Zi Yang turned to him and said “Naturally not. Rules are very important, whether you have to follow them or not depends on the person. For example…”

His eyes turned sharp and he chuckled “If I don’t want to follow the rules, what can you do to me?” The bartender frowned and felt a bit of fear from the cripple, he didn’t understand what it was, why was he so scared!?

Zi Yang grinned “Do try and kill me. Old Gang will be here faster than you can say you were kidding.” he wheeled to the bar and stuck his neck out, adding “Come on, weren’t you tough before?! Come on! Kill me!”

The Bartender took a step back and blinked at his own actions before muttering “Are you mad?!” Zi Yang laughed “Yeah, I’m crazy! Kill me! What are you waiting for? Do I have to post a fucking mission for you to kill me?!”

The Bartender was stunned and Zi Yang took his neck back, looking around at the cloaked men, who were similarly stunned, he spat on the ground and sneered “A bunch of pussies playing assassin. Is it fun?”

He turned his wheelchair around and wheeled to the door, adding “Nevermind, cancel my mission. I need killers, not women playing dress-up.”

Just as he was about to reach the door, a young man stuck out his foot and blocked Zi Yang. He looked at Zi Yang and said solemnly “Don’t come back here if you’re going to disrespect us.” Zi Yang turned to him and his eyes glew as he replied “What are you going to do about it?”

The young man was expressionless and with a flash, a sword was centimeters from Zi Yang’s eye. Zi Yang grinned and moved forward, saying “What are you waiting for? Come on.” The young man stared at Zi Yang for a moment before pushing forward.

His dagger was stopped by two fingers pinching the blade.

Zi Yang and the young man turned to see an old man with black robes. The old man smiled, “Little Hei, play nice with Patriarch Zi.” Then he turned to Zi Yang and smiled “So the famous Patriarch Zi has finally visited me on this day!”

Zi Yang smiled and tilted his head, “I hope you have good wine, Mr.” The old man laughed and waved his hand, Zi Yang was lifted into the air and the old man walked away, replying “Only the best for you, my friend!”

Little Hei said “But Gramp-” the old man glanced at him and he stopped talking, sitting down and looking glum.

The old man and Zi Yang disappeared up the stairs and the cloaked men slowly started chattering again.

Zi Yang was brought into an office and the old man sat behind a desk, he waved his hand again and wine appeared on the table, pouring itself into 2 cups. The old man sipped his wine and said “You have the guts of a leopard, Zi Yang. Walking into my building and acting like you’re untouchable. What’s stopping me from killing you right now?”