"Mmm!..."
A deeply satisfied inhale came from about a yard to the left of Ye Weiming. Turning his head, he saw a middle-aged beggar holding a piece of roasted meat that belonged to him, sniffing it under his nose, his expression one of pure bliss.
Seeing the roasted meat so close to the beggar's mouth and nose, Ye Weiming gave up on the idea of retrieving it.
Thinking about how quickly the other party had taken action before, Ye Weiming didn't even know when he had appeared, and the roasted meat had already been snatched away. This alone was enough to show the high level of the man's cultivation. He was far superior to Ye Weiming at this point.
Out of nowhere, Ye Weiming suddenly recalled the conversation he had with Mu Nianci while helping her clean up, where she deliberately mentioned Hong Qi, the Northern Beggar who had taught her martial arts for three days.
