Li Fan fed stinky tofu to the Kun on his shoulder and when he arrived at the marketplace, Chen Daotong and Yuan Xuanbao were already packing up their stall.
Seeing him arrive, Chen Daotong let out a sigh of relief and put away the golden bell, "Qingyue Junior Brother, are you alright? We were just about to start looking for you."
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother," Li Fan handed out two skewers of stinky tofu to each of them, "You're leaving now? How were the earnings today?"
Yuan Xuanbao took the skewers with a grimace and bit into one, saying irritably, "Don't even mention it. Just as we were about to set up shop, some rogue cultivator caused trouble, releasing a large flock of Sword Dragons and scaring everyone away, ruining our business."
