"Thank you," Yuan Ming said, walking towards the passage.
"Is this Fellow Daoist's first time at the Ghost Market? Are you planning to just go in like that?" The shadow suddenly spoke.
"What do you mean by that?" Yuan Ming found this person's sudden conversation a bit strange, yet he did not lie and asked.
"Although Fellow Daoist is wearing a hat, such a level of disguise can be easily penetrated by a sweep of Divine Sense. Do you not know that in the Ghost Market, being seen in your true face is extremely dangerous?" the shadow said.
Yuan Ming was taken aback; Gu Yue had not mentioned this.
The shadow's words made some sense, but since the Thousand Mechanism Mask was not yet refined, he could not conceal his face.
