In the room, the smell of blood became stronger.
Lin Bei frowned.
"You're here."
An old voice slowly sounded. Immediately after, a figure appeared. He looked tired and had white hair.
"You are… Shopkeeper Jin?"
Lin Bei was stunned. He looked at the old man in front of him in surprise.
This person had white hair and a wrinkled face. If not for the fact that he was chubby and his facial features looked familiar, Lin Bei would not have recognized him.
"Hehe, what a fuss."
Shopkeeper Jin chuckled and sighed. "Sigh, I'm old and useless."
"What's wrong with you? And the smell of blood here. What happened?"
"Haha, it's a small matter. A few ignorant fellows came and wanted to cause trouble. I've already destroyed them."