Suddenly, there were some curses coming from ahead: "Damn, do you know who I am? Dare to mess with me, I'll smash you with one palm."
Upon hearing that voice, Liu Lanxi was slightly surprised: "Huasong, it sounds like Fat Dragon."
Mo Huasong frowned secretly. Who else could have such an unpleasant voice if not Fat Dragon?
This Fat Dragon is a trouble magnet. It would be better to stay out of this and let him handle it himself.
With this in mind, Mo Huasong led Liu Lanxi towards the alley on the right.
They bypassed Fat Dragon directly and headed to other shops.
Furthermore, Mo Huasong wanted to see if anyone would buy the Little White Sword. He was also running out of money.
Especially if he wanted to buy something at the upcoming auction, he would need quite a lot of money.
Just as Mo Huasong was about to leave with Liu Lanxi, a fight broke out between Fat Dragon and others.
A group of ten or so people started attacking him, and he immediately ran towards them.
