Kapitel 263: Two Old Men share a bottle

'Wait...do I know this guy?,' Zhen Shi thought to himself as he stared up and down an old man from Roaring Tide that had just asked him if he could sit next to him. Something about the old man's face stirred a memory on Zhen Shi's head, but he couldn't recall it exactly. 

Zhen Shi's body might have been a tad younger but his memories were still worn.

Regardless of any gut feelings he might have had, he might as well stomach them for now.

<<No problem. What's a favor from one old geezer to another?>>

<<Old geezer? You look young enough to be my son! Ha!>> 

'Why would he flatter me like-oh right, fucking somehow got younger...shit, then I might actually know this guy...but he doesn't know me...okay, going to abuse this.'

The old man took a seat next to Zhen Shi, as he did, the latter poured him a drink, a green liquid that smelled of smoke and cinnamon, in an equally sized shot glass.

<<Much obliged, sir.>>