Aura

Stepping inside, Di Tou saw Mu Di Bai still on the chair, looking like he hadn't moved and he couldn't help but feel some doubt in his heart. Was this old man really fine? He wasn't just pretending to put on a strong front and sending him out to do tasks so that he couldn't see, right?

But before he could make up a full narrative in his head and feel pity for Mu Di Bai, Mu Di Bai tapped the table twice and said, "Come here."

Feeling a vein bulging in his head, Di Tou wondered if this body of his was born in the year of the dog for him to be treated this way while he walked over.

Scratching his butt, Mu Di Bai said, "Hmm, not bad, not bad at all. The street's rather clean. But you're still missing a bit of an aura about you, so it can't be considered a great job overall."