Chapter 62: Pointed Swords Face Each Other

  Du Fei followed the three people into a guest house called Anju Building, and saw three people sitting at a table. Du Fei also sat down at an adjacent table, half-closing his eyes, pouting his mouth, and glaring at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man didn't pay any attention to Du Fei's behavior, but instead waved his hand to call over the shopkeeper, ordered a few dishes, and then started talking with the two young men.

  At this time, the shopkeeper walked to Du Fei's side and smiled: "Hey, I said guest officer, what do you want to order? I'll tell the kitchen to prepare it for you." Du Fei didn't have time to eat at this moment, his eyes never left the middle-aged man. When he heard the child calling him, Du Fei was also impatient and said: "Whatever, just don't disturb me." As he spoke, Du Fei waved his hand to signal the shopkeeper to retreat, and the shopkeeper saw Du Fei's expression and walked away tactfully.

  At this time, Du Fei was leaning his head to listen to the conversation of three people next door, but because it was a bit noisy, Du Fei kept moving his body closer to the neighboring seat. Just as he finally heard what the three were saying, the sound suddenly stopped. Du Fei also found it strange and turned his head to look at the neighbor. When he looked up, he saw a robust figure blocking his face, with a fierce expression staring at him angrily. The newcomer was that middle-aged man. Du Fei felt a bit awkward, but thinking of the humiliation he had suffered by the river earlier, he didn't care too much and asked the middle-aged man who was staring at him angrily: "Old mixed hair, what are you doing?

  The middle-aged man heard Du Fei speak and was immediately enraged by the old miscellaneous hair's inquiry about himself. Originally already quite ferocious, he now added several more degrees of anger. The middle-aged man said with a furious tone: "You little ghost, I've tolerated you for a long time. What did you follow us here for? Speak."

  "Hey, I'm saying that you saw me following you guys, and you came here to eat, I also came here to eat, what's wrong with that? Are you saying everyone in this place is following you?" Du Fei said, also not backing down.

  "Stop quibbling here, I'm telling you, it's better to stay away from us, otherwise, when the time comes, I won't be polite to you." As he spoke, the middle-aged man grabbed Du Fei's chest and threatened him.

  Du Fei, however, made a complacent expression and slowly said: "No way." He didn't take the middle-aged man's threat seriously at all. The middle-aged man saw Du Fei's complacent appearance and was also enraged. He prepared to strike Du Fei, but was stopped by the white-clothed girl: "Uncle Nan, don't. Let him go, don't stir up trouble, we still have important things to attend to this time, it's best not to create unnecessary branches." The middle-aged man heard the white-clothed girl's words and also stopped his actions, fiercely pushing Du Fei down onto a stool.

  But Du Fei was willing to take the loss, and as soon as he was put down by the middle-aged man, he got up again and walked over to sit down in the empty seat next to him. This move also shocked the three of them, and the middle-aged man said gruffly: "You little brat, what do you mean by this? Are you looking for trouble?"

  "You think you're quite good at picking fights, huh? What's wrong, can't I come over and chat with this lady?" Du Fei also looked up at the middle-aged man with disdain.

  "Get out of here, you little scoundrel. You're not worthy of speaking to the young lady from my household." The middle-aged man also looked at Du Fei with disdain.

  "Nan Shu, you can't say that, the guest is here." The soft and sweet voice of the white-clothed girl sounded again. Du Fei heard it and looked at the middle-aged man with a smug face, saying: "See, your young lady has already said I'm a guest, how about you? Are you still going to drive away your young lady's guest? You really have no respect for hierarchy."

  The middle-aged man was so angry at Du Fei's words that he was speechless, and could only point his finger at Du Fei to vent his discontent.

  "Hmph, I'm too lazy to talk to someone like you, it's beneath me." Du Fei glanced at the middle-aged man before turning his head and smiling at the white-clothed girl: "Hehe, miss, I am Du Fei. Today's matter was mostly my fault, please forgive me." Du Fei didn't say anything more, but that made the white-clothed girl lower her head slightly, a blush spreading across her face as she replied with a somewhat shy tone: "It's nothing, it was just a misunderstanding. We were also in the wrong, please forgive us, young master."

  "Hehe, I don't dare, I don't dare." As he spoke, Du Fei occasionally scratched his head and smiled foolishly. Seeing that everyone was not speaking, Du Fei also felt a bit awkward and continued to say: "May I ask the young lady's name?" In fact, at this time, Du Fei's heart was extremely anxious, when had he ever spoken such polite and courteous language? It was just that after seeing the white-clothed woman, Du Fei felt like he could say anything, even he himself couldn't understand what was going on.

  Suddenly a voice came over to interrupt Du Fei's question: "You little kid, stop talking nonsense. My family's young lady's name is not something that someone like you has the qualifications to know. Hurry up and leave." The one speaking was the middle-aged man, his tone extremely unpleasant. Du Fei also looked at the middle-aged man with a face full of displeasure. After waiting for a moment, seeing that the white-clothed girl did not intend to speak, he wisely returned to his own seat and sat down.

  Just as Du Fei returned to his seat, a middle-aged man covered his mouth and whispered to the woman in white: "Miss, don't bother with this guy, he's not a good person. Look at him, so young and already knows how to go to those brothels, just like a regular customer. Do you think he'd be a good person?"

  Suddenly, a "pu" sound came, and Du Fei spat out a mouthful of tea. At this time, Du Fei's tea sprayed all over the middle-aged man's entire back. The middle-aged man also felt the wetness behind him, and with a furious expression, he turned around to glare at Du Fei and roared: "You little brat, are you looking for a fight? I can fulfill your wish."

  Du Fei was choked at this time, and he fiercely swallowed his throat: "What did you just say? What's a whoremonger? You'd better not slander people here."

  "Who's been messing with you? We just saw the old madam from that brothel dragging you in, don't deny it. You little..." The middle-aged man said gruffly.

  Actually, Du Fei really didn't know what a brothel was, he had only heard of the term "whoremonger" before in Changle County, which was a derogatory term used to scold people. Now that Du Fei had heard the middle-aged man say this about himself, he seemed to have understood something and looked embarrassed, saying: "You're mistaken, I just came here to eat, how would I know what kind of place this is?"

  "Who cares if you've been there or not, I'm just saying this to warn the young lady about you." The middle-aged man looked at Du Fei with disdain.

  Du Fei finally knew what it meant to be speechless. He had just returned to the human world, and on his first day out, he encountered such a thing - an inexplicable "bad light" on his head, making him look like a street urchin. Du Fei was so angry that he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, but could only point at the middle-aged man with a furious face, unable to say a word. The middle-aged man, seeing Du Fei's expression, also made a pleased face and turned around to eat something.

  Du Fei also picked up his chopsticks with a look of discontent, picking up the best dishes on the table. It was probably because he hadn't tasted such delicious food in a long time. After eating a few mouthfuls, Du Fei felt that the flavor was refreshing and started devouring the food. His eating manner was also extremely unrefined, making sounds similar to a pig chewing its food. The middle-aged man looked at Du Fei's eating manner with some surprise, shaking his head repeatedly. The white-clothed girl couldn't help but laugh when she saw Du Fei's eating manner. However, Du Fei didn't care and continued eating happily, his earlier anger disappearing completely.

  It was already late at night, and Du Fei, who had eaten his fill, was lying on the bed in the inn, belching contentedly. He had almost tried all the dishes in the inn, and his stomach was now bloated to the extreme. With a smile still on his face, he savored the memory of the delicious food, stretched lazily, and chuckled: "Ah, that was great!" Du Fei suddenly sat up, took out the Wordless Heavenly Book, and said: "Wake up, I have something to ask you."

  "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and fart if you need to."

  "Hey, what's with the attitude? Forget it, I won't bother arguing with you. Say, do you know where Qingfeng Valley is located?" Du Fei asked in response.

  "How am I supposed to know? What are you going to do?" Tian wrote back.

  "You said you knew everything, how come you don't even know a place name?" Du Fei said in disappointment.

  "Who told you I know everything?" the wordless heavenly book wrote.

  Du Fei saw the two words "lustful thief" appear on the wordless heavenly book and his anger rose, he cursed: "You damn bastard, you said that I was already having a bad day today, now my mood is getting better, but you're messing it up again. Watch me deal with you today." As he spoke, Du Fei slammed the wordless heavenly book to the ground, got up and started taking off his pants.

  "Haha, big brother, don't be like that, I was just joking, really, spare my life."

  Du Fei saw the words on the wordless heavenly book and continued to scold: "It's not enough to give you a lesson, today I'll make sure you can't get away with it." After finishing speaking, Du Fei continued to make the motion of pulling down his pants.

  "Ka ka", two sudden sounds came, startling Du Fei. He picked up the wordless heavenly book on the ground and looked around, but didn't find anything. He asked in a low voice: "What's this sound?"

  "The sound of tiles on the roof." The wordless heavenly book wrote.

  "Oh, is there a thief?" Du Fei muttered to himself: "I'd like to see how big the thief's guts are to dare offend me, Du Dajia." After finishing speaking, Du Fei quickly walked to the bedside, opened the window, and jumped up onto the roof...