'Someone is causing trouble?'
Zhou Feng reached the shop of the merchant under his wing. He took a glance and noticed that some people were standing guard in front of the merchant's shop.
Moreover, they would drive away passersby from time to time, preventing them from approaching the shop.
He frowned and glanced at the sign on the shop's external wall.
It was still there—his name was written on it!
'Have I been too low-key?'
Zhou Feng walked to the door of the shop silently.
Someone shouted at him as soon as he appeared, telling him to leave quickly. "Hey! You—"
Unexpectedly, Zhou Feng chopped off the head of that person with a blade before he could finish.
It was neat and clean! There was not the slightest hint of sloppiness!
Zhou Feng did not even have the intention to talk to these people. There was nothing much to say to these people. After all, they were just some lackeys.
"Ah!"