Seeking Immortal County, at the edge of East Street, inside a dim alley.
The carriage was larger than ordinary horse-drawn carriages and was pulled by a docile yellow-maned horse. Suddenly, the curtains flung open.
A man dressed in shorts and muscles bulging from all over his body stepped down.
He was reeking of alcohol and a bit dazed, thus walked unsteadily.
From inside the carriage, behind him, a middle-aged man with a turban wrapped around his head, full of disdain, complained from the back:
"People always say that lazy people have more excrements. Daniu, you lazy fellow, you're so big, how can you even not hold a bit of 'yellow soup'."
"Walk farther to pee, don't let the wind blow your piss stench over here, it stinks too much."
In just two simple sentences, it was evident that this man had a close relationship with the muscular Daniu and also had a zest for life.
The despised Lu Daniu did not respond; he just pouted and obediently went into the alley next door.
