Ning Fan did not hurry to leave.
He was very curious about how the roasted chestnut elder, who seemed to be the Purple Rose Celestial Emperor, would deal with those who came to provoke him.
The ruffians were still smashing the elder's stall, but he ignored everything, not even glancing at them.
It was a sort of indifference! Like humans walking without caring how many specks of dust are on the ground, everything happening in front of him couldn't affect the elder in the slightest.
Although the elder gave no response, the karma caused by these unruly ruffians grew heavier and heavier!
When that karma accumulated to a certain extent, it seemed as if countless invisible hands reached out toward the ruffians.
Then, suddenly, the ruffians became dazed. Their bodies inexplicably shattered, transforming into wisps of starlight, flying into the elder's roasted chestnut pot, becoming the new batch of chestnuts.
Ugh.
Vaguely perceiving what had happened, Bai Ling began to retch.
