Xie Jiuniang didn't leave the market right away.
Whenever she saw a food stall, she stopped, and if the price was right, she would buy some things, spending a few hundred Spiritual Pearls in a haphazard fashion.
An hour passed.
Xie Jiuniang still showed no intention of leaving the market, which made those secretly observing her grow impatient.
It was not conducive to take action within the market.
In the Sanxiang Teahouse near the square, in a second-floor room facing the street, only Lin Wangchen and a middle-aged man in a purple robe were present.
It was none other than Lin Wangchen's grandfather, Lin Yun, with a mid-Golden Core cultivation level.
The attention of both men was somewhat fixedly revolving around Xie Jiuniang.
Lin Wangchen had attempted to approach Xie Ying in the sect, but as soon as he appeared, he was warned by Xie Ying's master, Lord Ling Yang, "Grandfather, I suspect that Lord Ling Yang already knows our intentions."
This was a difficult situation.
