"Who are you calling a little sister? Who's your little sister? Don't you know how to respect the elderly?"

"Also, there's something I want to mention. You're just a young man. Why are you here to join our elderly tour group. Aren't you ashamed of yourself?"

The old lady was very aggressive and had a loud voice. She sounded like she was trying to talk through a busy market.

For a time, all eyes in the bus turned towards them.

The female tour guide on the bus felt awkward and quickly comforted the old lady.

She told her not to be angry and said that she would change her seat immediately.

On the other hand, Zhong Gufei was very speechless.

He was exactly 80 years old this year. When he looked at the elderly people on the bus, he was one of the oldest.

There's nothing wrong with calling her a little sister!

Why is she so angry?

At this, Zhong Gufei brought out his documents of proof.

"Little sister, let's be reasonable in everything. Don't speak so rudely.

"Look, this is proof from the police station, social security, hospital, and other departments. It confirms that the person on the identity card is indeed me.

"And according to the date of birth on my identity card, I am exactly 80 years old today.

"There's nothing wrong with me calling you little sister."

Zhong Gufei's speech was reasonable and well-grounded. His train of thought and logic was clear. He didn't seem to be arguing at all.

The old lady glanced at the documents and smiled. "Young man, do you think that we old people are blind and foolish?

"What isn't faked these days?

"Young man, you should look at yourself in the mirror. 80 years old? Why don't you say you're 800 years old?

"Forget it, I can't be bothered to argue with you."

With that, the old lady stood up and asked the tour guide to bring her to a new seat.

Zhong Gufei wanted to continue explaining, but seeing how the old lady trembled as she walked, he decided against it.

The Sect Master had once said that people in the secular world would slander, bully, humiliate, laugh at, despise, hate, and deceive me. So what?

We cultivators only need to tolerate, give in, let them be, avoid them, be patient with them, respect them, and ignore them. Then, after a hundred years, we will go to his grave and dance.

Those words still made sense now.

Why do I have to explain myself? I can't get anything out of it.

Thus, Zhong Gufei continued to stroke his small iron hammer, not thinking about what had just happened.

…

Time passed slowly as the bus sped on the highway.

The sky gradually darkened.

Most of the elderly on the bus had fallen asleep.

A few minutes later, the bus left the highway.

The tour guide picked up the microphone and woke everyone up. "Sirs and madams, the bus is about to arrive at its destination. Please wake up."

The old men and women in the car gradually woke up.

When the tour guide saw this, she added, "Dear sirs and madams, our destination this time is a small island by the sea.

"Since we're on the last bus, we've missed our scheduled time to sail, so we have to spend the night in a small town by the sea.

"Therefore, after we get off the bus, gather together and do not go off alone."

Before long, the bus arrived at the town.

After the bus stopped, the old men and women packed their luggage and stepped out one after another.

As they were near the sea, the wind was abnormally strong. As a result, many of their hats or wigs were instantly swept away by the wind.

For a moment, the scene became chaotic.

Some chased their hats, and some chased their wigs.

In such a situation, the tour guide was the most exhausted. She could not do anything with these elderly.

Fortunately, with the driver's help, the situation didn't worsen.

After the elderly were gathered, the tour guide did a headcount.

There were a total of 40 people.

Then, the tour guide gave everyone a vest to wear.

Around 9 PM.

The old men and women checked into the hotel.

Due to the incident on the bus during the day, no one was willing to share a room with Zhong Gufei.

The tour guide had no choice but to give Zhong Gufei a single room.

"Sir, please don't sign up carelessly for tours in the future.

"Please feel for us poor guides!

"An elderly group is already very difficult to handle. Together with you, you're adding to my workload. "

The tour guide handed the room key to Zhong Gufei, feeling a little resentful.

Zhong Gufei did not say anything. After all, it was related to him.

Furthermore, this tour guide was indeed quite pitiful. She had been working around for these old folks and had yet to have a meal.

It was not easy to earn money these days!

Zhong Gufei closed the door and took out the small metal hammer from his bag. He used a towel to wipe the metal hammer until it shone brightly. Then, very ceremoniously, placed the hammer beside the bed.

The next day.

At dawn, the tour guide came knocking on the doors early. Many old men and women were still asleep.

When she knocked on Zhong Gufei's room, there was no response. She couldn't get through to his phone either.

"What's wrong with this person? He's so worrisome."

The tour guide immediately went downstairs to ask the receptionist.

"Excuse me, have you seen anyone living in Room 412? He's very brawny and is about 1.8 meters tall…"

The receptionist thought about it and said with uncertainty, "I think I saw him. Was he holding a hammer?"

"Yes, yes, that's him." The tour guide's eyes lit up.

"This person went out," the receptionist said.

"He went out?" The tour guide was dumbfounded.

This was her first time leading a tour group, and she didn't want any accidents to happen.

At this moment, Zhong Gufei walked in through the entrance.

He was covered in sweat.

When the tour guide saw him, she was filled with anger, but since he was a guest, she could only endure it for the time being.

"Sir, where have you been? I've been looking for you for so long," grumbled the tour guide.

Zhong Gufei replied nonchalantly, "I went to cultivate just now."

"Cultivate?" The tour guide was stunned.

Zhong Gufei nodded and raised the small iron hammer in his hand.

The tour guide was speechless.

What kind of weirdo did I run into?

"You, you… go back and get ready. We're leaving soon."

The tour guide calmed herself down and did not want to talk to Zhong Gufei anymore.

Zhong Gufei did not mind. He dragged his exhausted body back to his room.

After taking off his clothes, Zhong Gufei muttered, "The sect leader didn't lie. There isn't much spiritual energy in the outside world. So it really isn't suitable for cultivation.

"It's no wonder no one believes in the existence of cultivation."

A few minutes later, Zhong Gufei changed his clothes, carried his bag, and went downstairs.

There were already many people outside the hotel.

The tour guide did a headcount and sent them to the dock together after everyone was gathered.

The weather today was not bad, and the wind was not as strong as last night.

The island was about eight nautical miles from the pier.

With the ferry at the dock, they would arrive in about half an hour.

The old men and women came to the dock, checked their tickets, and happily boarded the ferry.

Zhong Gufei found a window seat.

After waiting for a few minutes, the ferry sailed.

Since his True Qi had been depleted after practicing the Disorder Splitting Wind Demonic Hammering technique in the morning, Zhong Gufei secretly circulated his energies to recover his True Qi.

Although there was very little spiritual energy in the outside world, he could still recover by absorbing it bit by bit. It would just take a little longer.

Gradually, the ferry had been sailing for more than ten minutes. The journey was very smooth.

At this moment, the tour guide was explaining the travel plans for later. Everything seemed normal.

However, at this moment…