Su Jie watched as Chen Yun and a few others entered the store to fetch supplies. That so-called Chu Family was clearly the owner of the spirit field; they were used to throwing their weight around in the town. Today, they hadn't expected to be beaten by newcomers, and surely they wouldn't let it go. If one wished to avoid trouble, it would be wise to leave as soon as possible.
Su Jie did not participate in gathering supplies; instead, he strolled around the town.
"Uncle, may I know your name? I'm a businessman from out of town. I'm a bit thirsty after my travels. Could I trouble you for a bowl of water at your place?"
Su Jie stopped an old farmer who had just finished tilling the land and was carrying his hoe back to his house, his face crisscrossed with deep wrinkles.
"Everyone just calls me Old Man Chen. You look like you come from a wealthy family, as long as you don't mind our humble little home."
