As Ya flew away, Wu Xiaode glanced at its tail feathers.
He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but he felt that Ya's tail feathers had grown longer and were emitting a black glow like ink.
——As it had mentioned, ability users of the Undead system were rare.
Perhaps, like himself, it was also rapidly enhancing its strength?
This was a mutually beneficial situation.
Anyway.
Brother Ya was not bad.
At this moment, the sounds of commotion drifted over from the street outside the night market.
Zhao Junyu turned to look and casually said, "These people, always causing trouble when they drink too much."
Wu Xiaode also glanced towards the street outside.
He saw a group of people grabbing a young man and taking turns hitting him.
"Are there cameras on this street?" Wu Xiaode, while continuing to gnaw on his chicken leg, asked indistinctly.
"This is the busiest night market at night; there are cameras everywhere," Xia Huilan chimed in.
"Then it's not a big deal," Wu Xiaode said.
