The street vendor's hands moved swiftly, as bowls of tofu pudding were served, and everyone slurped them up eagerly.
"Hmm, tastes pretty good." Qin Yi finished a bowl, called the boss for another, and turned to Mo Wuji, "Do you know how to make tofu pudding?"
Mo Wuji nodded.
"Damn, is there anything you can't do?"
"Did you all come from the Sand Sea?" The boss placed a bowl of tofu pudding in front of Qin Yi, smiling.
Qin Yi nodded.
"It's truly my good fortune to have Sand Sea guards eat the tofu pudding made by this old man."
Qin Yi chuckled, "It's also our good fortune to taste the tofu pudding made by the City Lord of Sand City himself."
The street vendor's expression froze slightly.
Mo Wuji, Bai Jingqing, and the others all paused, looking at the vendor in surprise.
"Brother Qin, are you mistaken? You're saying he's the City Lord of Sand City?" Mo Wuji was full of disbelief.
