On this long street, many martial artists had set up stalls, selling all kinds of strange and unusual items.
Their cultivation was generally quite low, mostly one-star or two-star, with the highest only being five-star. The items they displayed were bizarre and varied. Tang Ming couldn't really tell what they were all about.
Su Xiaoxi was looking around while eating, the cream puff she had didn't look small, but it really wasn't very filling, and it was particularly delicious, just right for a girl's taste.
Su Xiaoxi walked and ate without caring about her image, something she wouldn't normally do in public as she usually cared about maintaining her appearance. But she was a bit hungry now and didn't mind.
