From the attitudes of these people, Zheng Ming sensed that they were likely hostile toward the Changtian Sect. His Divine Sense swept over them, revealing that most of their cultivation levels were at the Third-tier Warrior level; naturally, he had no interest in concerning himself with them.
"Have you seen that girl, a Blind Girl, tsk tsk, although she looks fair, she is ultimately a cripple!"
"What's wrong with being a cripple, Wu Shidi? She's not missing arms or legs; once the night falls and the lights go out, isn't it all the same?"
"Hahaha, it seems Brother Long is quite experienced in this matter, hehe, please do impart more of your wisdom to us in the future!"
Just as Zheng Ming was about to guide his ox cart past these people, he caught snippets of their extremely sleazy conversation.
When he turned his head, he saw Mu Waner's body twitch, as though trying to suppress it, but Zheng Ming could feel the profound sadness in her heart at that moment.
