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After a moment of chatting, the jade plaque disappeared.

Lao Lu put away the jade token and turned around, but found that Zuo Yunting, who was lying on the table, had already crawled under the table and was snoring.

Old Lu walked up to him and squatted down, patted Zuo Yunting's face:

"My friend Yunting, where is your home? I'm sending you back."

Zuo Yunting, drunk as mud, opened his eyes swayingly, then got up and hooked Lao Lu's neck:

"I'm not drunk, keep going... where did I just talk about it?"

Old Lu didn't mind the younger generation's arms and shoulders. He took out a ingot of gold from his sleeve and placed it on the table, and supported Zuo Yunting down the stairs.

Zuo Yunting was so drunk that he couldn't stand steadily. He didn't forget to say goodbye to the madam, then staggered and climbed up the donkey with the help of the servant.

Old Lu put on his hat, looked at the darkness of Xinghua Street, and led the donkey to the other side.

Although it was already late at night, there were still many pedestrians on Xinghua Street. The two of them passed by the pedestrians, which caused a lot of laughter.

However, the laughter soon came to an abrupt end.

"Ao—"

A few steps away from the donkey, a deafening tiger roar came from the street in the distance, which shocked many pedestrians to fall to the ground.

Zuo Yunting, who was lying on the donkey, was shocked and fell down. He hurriedly got up and looked into the distance, but he saw a big golden tiger suddenly jumping out of the street a hundred feet away.

The big tiger is more than two feet long, its limbs are like beams and pillars, and its tail is like steel whips. It swept across the street buildings at will, and then it brought up a piece of gravel and rubble.

"Mom--"

Zuo Yunting woke up instantly and sat on the ground in fear.

Lao Lu deliberately walked here to sober up Zuo Yunting. At this time, his goal was achieved, so he used his fingers as a sword to crush the little tiger who harmed the civilians.

But when Lao Lu was about to take action quietly, he suddenly turned dizzy.

Zuo Yunting, who was so scared that his face was deserted, actually stood up, carried him and ran backwards, and said:

"You are so old, are you scared? Why don't you run away? You have lived enough, but I haven't lived enough..."

As he spoke, his legs soared, and in the blink of an eye, he took more than a dozen steps.

Old Lu was carried on his shoulders, and his deep eyes were rarely seen in his eyes:

"I'm very brave, I thought you were shocked."

But Zuo Yunting fled in panic and did not have the intention to listen to this.
Chapter completed!