Chapter 27: I Really Am Just an Errand Boy

Returning to the restaurant, Cao He hurried over and glanced outside. “Boss, is everything settled now?”

“Of course! Who do you think I am? When I step in, what problem can’t be solved? You really are a coward, can’t you be a little braver like me? When will you finally grow into a real man?” Ye Qiu said with disdain. Although he could be timid himself, he never failed at critical moments.

Cao He was different; his cowardice ran deep, almost to the bone. Of course, Ye Qiu had influenced him in that regard. Here was a guy with godlike abilities, always content to play it safe—it was truly embarrassing.

“Heh, boss, you’re blaming me wrongly! I was just giving you a chance to shine. If I’d stepped in, would you even have had the opportunity to show off? You’d have missed out on all those chances to play the hero!”

What a hindsight strategist! When trouble arrived, he was trembling all over, yet now that the storm had passed, he wanted to act loyal and courageous?

“Get lost, you spineless weakling…” Ye Qiu scorned, then glanced outside again. “Alright, night’s fallen. I’m going to get some rest. I’ll leave those people outside for you to handle…”

“No problem, you can count on me. I’ve got everything under control.” Cao He thumped his chest and agreed readily.

Ye Qiu didn’t bother with more, heading straight to his room for a good, long sleep. This whole day had been nerve-wracking; now, at last, he could rest.

After Ye Qiu left, Cao He finally breathed a sigh of relief. “That was terrifying! I’d better do less of this lurking in the shadows, or the boss will kick me out one day…”

Just then, the restaurant doors swung open and Fu Feng entered with his group. Cao He grinned and stepped forward.

“Esteemed immortals, please, come inside…”

Fu Feng nodded indifferently, but as he glanced at Cao He, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Wait—wasn’t this a master of the Supreme Carefree Realm, working as a menial in a restaurant?

Fu Feng froze in shock. You’d never know unless you looked, and what a sight this was—a peerless expert working as a mere errand boy? Had the world gone mad? Did you now need the credentials of the Supreme Carefree Realm just to work in a restaurant?

Good heavens, what kind of divine eatery was this?

Flustered, Fu Feng muttered, “What is this place? Even the staff are extraordinary experts!” Tian Zhong and the others were dumbfounded as well.

Trembling, one asked, “Senior brother, should we still go in? Having a supreme expert serve us feels a bit overwhelming…”

For a moment, everyone stood rooted to the spot, and the restaurant fell eerily silent.

Cao He was baffled. Why were they just standing there like fools?

“Esteemed immortals, please, come in for some tea!” he called out.

“No, no, senior! You are the true immortal here—please, have some tea, have some tea…” Tian Zhong quickly ushered him to a seat and respectfully poured him a cup.

The group was on edge; to have a supreme expert waiting on them was simply unbearable.

“Hey, what’s with you all? I’m just a menial, not some immortal…” Cao He was utterly confused. He really was just an ordinary person—what were they playing at?

“Pretending?”
“Still pretending?”

If you’re ordinary, then what are we? This was outrageous—this man was putting on a show! If he was ordinary, did that mean the rest of them were nothing?

“This is infuriating,” Tian Zhong said dejectedly. “I can’t believe I’ve fallen to the point where I’m not even equal to a restaurant worker…”

“Senior, your humility is admirable! To possess such power and yet keep your original heart, living as a common man—this is a character worth emulating…” someone else declared.

Unwittingly, Cao He’s stature in their eyes soared, and he was now branded as the ultimate pretender.

But Cao He was thoroughly bewildered. He hadn’t put on airs at all! He hadn’t learned any immortal arts—just a breathing technique Ye Qiu had taught him.

How had he become a great master? That was impossible… Were they messing with him?

“Come on, what is there to admire? I truly don’t know what you’re talking about. I really am just an ordinary person…”

At these words…

Fu Feng’s heart trembled. Suddenly, he remembered that Ye Qiu had acted the same way and instantly understood.

“I get it! So the real big shots all act this way. Damn, I only just realized it now—what a lesson! This is a great move: pretend to be a nobody, then shock everyone later. What style—it’s brilliant. I’ll have to try it myself. It must feel amazing…”

Fu Feng’s mind whirled with excitement, as if he’d discovered some earth-shattering secret.

“That’s right, that’s right—senior is just an ordinary person, everyone remember! Don’t talk carelessly about this outside; he doesn’t want his strength revealed…”

Cao He could only wipe his brow in exasperation. He really couldn’t understand what they were going on about, but he still had his job to do.

“Alright, I can’t be bothered to explain further. It’s late—choose any room you like on the second floor. Just don’t forget to pay before you leave…”

With that, Cao He turned and walked away.

“A true master!” Fu Feng sighed, watching Cao He’s departing figure.

This was a true expert—no matter how high his cultivation, he could still put aside his pride. Such character was worth learning from.

“Senior brother, isn’t this restaurant terrifying? Even a menial is a supreme expert… I can’t imagine how powerful the boss must be,” Tian Zhong said in awe.

Yang Xuan stepped forward. “Uncle Master, I’ve noticed something…”

“What is it?” Everyone looked on curiously as Yang Xuan explained, “At first, when we met those two, we didn’t realize they were masters. In fact, their demeanor and behavior seemed timid—they almost looked afraid of us. But later, when junior sister told me they were reclusive experts, it all made sense. What we can’t figure out is, if they’re so strong, why do they act so cowardly?”

“Hm? I think it’s deliberate. After all, if they want to hide their identities, they can’t act too confident. The more unusual something is, the more mysterious it becomes—they’re not timid, just modest,” Fu Feng concluded, convinced Ye Qiu and the others were intentionally concealing themselves.

If Ye Qiu knew what they were thinking, he’d probably die laughing.

Honestly, they weren’t putting on an act—they really were timid! These people had such wild imaginations; even their cowardice was recast as humility.

“Enough, let’s not discuss this further. Don’t speculate about the affairs of masters. Get some rest—tomorrow may bring big changes. This disaster has drawn out many prominent figures. Do you remember the unrivaled Sword Immortal from Skydang Mountain? That man could well be called the foremost sword master in the world—he fought off heroes single-handedly and split the abyss with a single strike. His appearance is sure to bring about major shifts! We must be prepared to face any crisis at any time…”