Chapitre 64: Receiving The Shorter End Of The Stick

Ziran stood near the cottage. That village woman not only didn't accompany him, but also chased him away, asking him to look for a new place.

'Sigh…peasants here had no regard for treating guests with respect. What a pity.'

He also didn't want to stay here for long enough. He wanted to look for Xixi. However, he needed someone who knew this place to help him out at least.

As numerous thoughts flashed in his mind, he walked away following the main path. Maybe if he walked for long enough he would stumble across her accidentally.

As he walked for an hour or so, he spotted what appeared to be like a drink reservoir. Although not familiar with the mechanism of the reservoir, it didn't take him too long to figure it out. 

The fifty something years old shopkeeper kept his eyes on the strangely dressed newcomer as he continued fanning himself with a small hand fan. 

"Aye, aye! In broad daylight you are walking away without paying?"