,” I said, disappearing into the crowd. 

As I wandered through the stalls, I heard someone shout, “Come and see! Come and look! It costs nothing just to watch.”

Curious, I approached and saw a burly man holding a weapon, striking an iron plate on the ground. Contrary to his claims, the plate remained unscathed, and the crowd burst into laughter. Embarrassed, the man scratched his head and said sheepishly, “Sorry, I grabbed the wrong one.”

He picked up a sharp dagger and gently slashed at the plate, leaving a cut. He then shouted, "Look here! This dagger cuts through earth like it's nothing. Nothing can resist it.”

An onlooker asked, “How much for this dagger?”

The man’s eyes lit up, “Esteemed sir, you saw it for yourself. This dagger is only three taels.”

The potential buyer turned and walked away, making the man grumble, "Why pretend you can afford it if you can't?"

The exiting man turned back and kicked the stall, declaring, “Do you know who I am?”

“No idea,” the vendor replied.

“Ever heard of the Tan family?”

“No, I haven’t.” 

Hearing the mention of the Tan family filled me with rage, but I knew better than to attack now.

The potential buyer boasted, “Do you think the Tan family lacks money?”

The vendor retorted, “You keep mentioning the Tan family. Who exactly are you?”

The man proudly replied, “I am a servant of the Tan household!”

The crowd burst into laughter. Enraged, the servant yelled, “What are you laughing at? Stop that laughing!”

The vendor quipped, “Oh, a servant, I see.”

Realizing he had embarrassed himself, the servant aimed a punch at the vendor. The vendor caught his hand and squeezed, making the servant yell in pain, causing the crowd to cheer.

The vendor kicked the servant aside, scoffing, “Just a lowly servant.”

The servant, furious, shouted, “You… you, wait here.”

The vendor snorted and resumed his call, “Come and see! Have a look!”

Impressed by the vendor's composure, I resumed my wandering, simmering with anger at the thought of the Tan family. How I wished I could wipe them out! Shaking my head, I reminded myself of my limited power.

Unknowingly, I arrived at one of the Tan family's branch offices. Anger surged within me, but I forced myself to leave. On my way back, I saw the beaten servant rallying a group.

"Oh no, the vendor might be in trouble. I must warn him," I thought.

Within minutes, I arrived at the vendor’s stall, my training paying off in spades as I didn’t feel a bit tired. I urgently told him, “Uncle, run! The Tan family is coming.”

The vendor looked at me, thanked me, but before he could continue, the servant’s voice rang out, “That’s the one!”

The vendor hastily began packing, but before he could finish, a group of men with wooden bats charged at us. I pulled the vendor, urging, “Uncl

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