That night, by a late-night food stall.
Black Dragon was sitting in a spot, slowly sipping from a glass of alcohol.
Who knew whether it was the taste of the food in the stall that attracted people or some other reason, but despite the cold wind outside, it was fully packed here and incredibly bustling.
"Hey, old man, piss off."
Suddenly, a group of hooligan-looking youths walked over. The one in the lead point at Black Dragon in a very arrogant manner.
Black Dragon cast a glance at the youth but didn't seem interested in responding.
"Fuck, are you deaf? Didn't you hear me telling you to fuck off?" The youth, seeing Black Dragon's non-reaction, was truly pissed.
When he came over, he noticed there were no vacant tables. Not wanting to go through much trouble, he decided to pick on an old guy. He didn't expect that this old guy was quite gutsy, daring to ignore him.
Black Dragon still showed no interest in responding, as if there was no one around him.
