The strangely resembling shopkeeper looked at him with an incredulous expression: "How could our handsome and charming Alien Race possibly have relatives in the human world?"
Huh?
Handsome? Charming?
Chen Pingping sized him up and down; two heads, still different, four arms, two hairy, two bare.
Those big feet could rival Lao Huang's.
Just this?
And he claims to be "handsome"?
The shopkeeper ignored him, continuing to arrange his animal skins.
Behind him, Chen Pingping looked at his busy figure with pity, rendered speechless for a moment, and finally gave the evaluation: "Bumpkin!"
Then he passed by some dining establishments.
Honestly...
These places really looked unappealing; first of all, the surfaces, the wooden buildings were worn out and discolored, likely a strong wind could topple them over?
The grass by the entrance wasn't cleaned, and there were mud piles accumulated.
Looks like a shady business in the wilderness.
Forget it!
I'm not hungry.
