Wei An glanced outside, his expression growing serious.
"Shopkeeper, I have to tell you something strange."
"This city is huge, yet our little corner of it is where Demonic Cultivators cause the most trouble."
Though nothing major had happened, it was still unsettling.
Bai Mo thought for a moment, then smiled.
"This is no mere coincidence. It's likely our street has what they're looking for."
"Don't you worry about it. I'll go make some inquiries."
But before that, Bai Mo had Wei An prepare a hearty meal.
Once he had eaten and drunk his fill, he leisurely strolled out the door.
When he arrived at Mountain View Tower, there were far fewer Cultivators inside.
They had likely dispatched personnel to search for and suppress the Demonic Cultivators. As a result, everyone's workload was immense.
His young senior sister, An Caiwei, had been left behind, as expected.
When Bai Mo saw her, she was full of indignation.
"What's going on in the Tower?"
Bai Mo asked.
