This statement was once again verified in the tavern.
"How is a Daoist Master any different?" The waiter swept his gaze over the old man with a defiant look and pointed towards the grand hall of the tavern, "Count for yourself, how many Daoist Masters are there in the hall?"
Being despised by a guard was one thing, but for a waiter in a small, remote city to be so arrogant, the old man, no matter how good-tempered...
still held back.
"Let's consider it a teaching moment for the little brat..." The old man once again entered unashamed mode and leisurely said to Xie Tian, "Did you learn something? To act the fool, you must do it to the same extent I do."
Xie Tian nodded earnestly, sat down with the old man, and carefully surveyed the guests in the hall.
He had to be cautious because seated in the hall were mostly real people, with a small part being Daoist Masters.
