At the West Market, Chen Xu lifted his foot and started walking.
He intended to test the mysterious little Daoist child, assuming the other was now hungry and desperate, he would surely not let Chen leave easily.
Sure enough, just as Chen Xu started to walk, the little Daoist child's eyes twinkled and immediately followed, saying:
"Hey, young man, don't hurry away, wait for me!"
Chen Xu did not stop his pace, only turned his head slightly and raised an eyebrow, asking, "What did you call me?"
The little Daoist child instantly realized he misspoke, thinking his current situation is like a tiger fallen in Pingyang, he needs to change some habits.
He said sheepishly, "Heh, I got used to hearing my master talk like that in the mountains, so I started thinking of you as one of those younger generations seeking immortality.
Young... Ahem, scholar, have you taken the imperial exams? Are you a scholar or an advanced scholar?"
