Going round and round, Chen Weiran pretended not to know the way, constantly "guessing" where the right road might be, and finally, around noon, he brought Yuchi to a corner of Jiangzhou City.
This place was one of the sparsely populated areas of Jiangzhou City.
In the end, Yuchi and Chen Weiran walked into a plain little coffin shop. Inside was an old man, looking every bit the down‑and‑out type, currently lying on a coffin lid, snoring away. Chen Weiran, on his side, turned to Yuchi and said, "This should be him, right?"
Yuchi let out an "oh," genuinely surprised:
"If Uncle Chen hadn't led the way, there's no way I would've found this place by myself. He seems like a pretty formidable old senior. How about this, Uncle Chen, I'll tell you who I want dead, and you help me explain the situation to him? If it's money, no problem, I can pay."
Chen Weiran immediately waved his hand:
