"Good day, master!"
"Master, you're out for a walk again?"
One day, Tang Hao went out for a rare walk in the market.
Now that the Dao fruit had borne fruit and was about to ripen, he was in a great mood. As he walked, he nodded and smiled at the people who greeted him.
Now, he could be considered a famous person here. When people saw him, they would greet him warmly.
The market wasn't big, and they walked around it in a short while.
Tang Hao noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.
"Hey! They're going to fight!"
"Of course it's the people from the North. The people there are mortal enemies with our heavenly South. In the past thousand years, we've fought several times. Now they're ready to make a move again."
"Now, all the forces in the heavenly South Region are preparing for war. They are really going to fight!"
Tang Hao asked around and understood the situation.
