The initial negotiations concluded, the shopkeeper did not linger any longer and left the room. On his way back to the cash office, as he passed by the kitchen, a head suddenly poked out and asked, "How is that person?"
The shopkeeper's demeanor shifted from slickness to gravity, and he said, "He must be a ruthless person! Although he seems a bit simple-minded, and perhaps truly is, I just cannot see through him at all; I can't even grasp the slightest hint of his Dao Foundation. This man is simple-minded and desperately poor, showing off merely to waive a few days' room charge. Such sharp knives are rare. But a sharp knife is also likely to harm people; do not provoke him, and treat him as a Heavenly-grade assassin for now."
The person in the kitchen seemed unwilling to let go, "But that sword of his is really great..."
The shopkeeper's face suddenly darkened; "It's not easy to find a good chef, and I don't want to replace you now. Stay out of trouble!"
