Anyone who can do business in Fire Spirit City, a holy city in the minds of cultivators, even if they are ordinary people, must have a deep background, otherwise it's impossible to survive here.
Even a seemingly insignificant beggar on the street might have a surprising origin, so everyone in the holy city must act cautiously.
But Bai Yan Wolf doesn't care about these things. He directly stole two meat buns and ate them while running. In the blink of an eye, both buns were gone.
Thankfully, Bai Yan Wolf didn't sell out Ye Fan. He darted east and west among the crowd, quickly leaving the knife-wielding man far behind.
Ye Fan and the others walked closer and saw a big sign outside a small storefront with five flamboyant characters: "World's Best Dragon Meat Bun."
"Whoa! That's quite the claim! Looks like none of us have eaten yet; let's go taste what these world's best dragon meat buns are all about," Shen Ximen said with great interest, stepping into the bun shop.
