Serpent Ancestor

”Why are you looking for that jinx? Aren’t you afraid of bad luck?” A short man saw Yuan Ming looking around and called out to him.

”Oh, I heard that his family has been making incense for generations and they are quite skilled. I want to learn from him,” Yuan Ming replied.

”What good is skill when he has such rotten luck? I’ve never seen anyone with worse luck. He lost his entire fortune in just a few days. I heard his wife even ran off with someone else,” the short man sneered.

”You may not know this, but he actually owes me quite a bit of money. I have no choice but to find him. Do you know where this Wusang is now?” Yuan Ming ignored the man’s mockery and asked in a low voice.