"Yuanyuan, that man, isn't suitable for you," Lin Shiyun said to Lin Yuanyuan in a soft voice.
Lin Yuanyuan's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as she asked, "Sister Shiyun, did that dog servant harass you?'
In Lin Yuanyuan's mind, since Lin Shiyun was so dissatisfied with Li Xiaoyao, it must have been because Li Xiaoyao had done something reprehensible.
And the only thing she could think of was Li Xiaoyao being led astray by lust.
"It must be so, this dog servant, he can't even walk straight when he sees a beautiful woman," Lin Yuanyuan said, teeth itching with irritation.
At the roadside stall.
"Achoo~"
Li Xiaoyao rubbed his nose and suddenly sneezed, wondering who was thinking about him.
Li Xiaoyao had set up his stall for a few hours, and although many cultivators and martial artists had come and gone, not a single one had what Li Xiaoyao needed.
Late at night, the Ghost Market became increasingly crowded and lively.
