Due to the bustling crowd at the Taoist Temple, the area around Qingyun Mountain was filled with taxis. Qin Hao casually hailed one and rushed towards the west side of the city.
The middle-aged driver, about forty years old, was rather talkative. Looking at Qin Hao's casual attire, he didn't recognize him as the famous Heavenly Master from the internet.
On the road, the driver struck up a conversation with Qin Hao, "Brother, are you here at Qingyun Mountain for a trip alone?"
Qin Hao smiled and replied, "No, I'm a local."
He was indeed a local, coming from the Heavenly Master Mansion, the hardcore native kind.
The driver thought Qin Hao was talking about Longguang City, then added, "I'm a local too. Actually, a couple of years ago, I wasn't driving cabs. I used to have a stall at the night market in the west side of the city. After the market was disbanded, I started driving cabs. It's not bad, actually I make a bit of money, especially lately.
