"Uh..."
Chu Pengshan was drenched in cold sweat.
As the saying goes, "only the wearer knows where the shoe pinches," and although he appeared prestigious before others, he was always cautious and respectful towards demons, never daring to offend any.
Even though he found the man's speech strange, Chu Pengshan didn't think much of it, just felt a wave of panic and immediately prostrated himself on the ground.
"Please... please, my lord, enlighten me!"
Zhang Kui felt a pang of sorrow at the sight; when you're on your knees for too long, you can't stand up anymore. Yet, his expression remained unchanged as he nodded and spoke in a deep voice:
"Do you know that there are robbers outside the city planning to rob?"
"Robbers... planning to rob..."
Chu Pengshan was first in a daze, then felt it was somewhat amusing but could only say awkwardly and softly:
"Rest assured, my lord, I still hold some influence in Fu City; I doubt any petty thieves would dare come."
"Hehe..."
