He still had this confidence in himself: the old man treated him even better than he treated himself.
"But I've already passed on the first half of Lu Ban's Book of Death to someone else, someone you'd never expect..."
"Little Fatty?" Tang Fei asked.
He immediately dismissed the possibility, shaking his head and saying, "It's not Little Fatty, he couldn't possibly learn it, memorizing a single incantation might take him several years..."
Tang Fei looked at the old man and said, "An Ning? You passed it on to An Ning?"
The old man looked at Tang Fei in surprise and asked, "How did you know it was her?"
"I've always known you had designs on Aunt Cheng, so of course you'd teach her daughter some life-saving skills to please your old flame."
"Get lost."
"Alrighty." Tang Fei patted his buttocks and quickly got up.
Sitting for too long can lead to hemorrhoids.
When Tang Fei emerged from underground, night had fallen, and the entire city was brilliantly lit, bustling with traffic.
