The evening is closing in, the sun sets in the west.
"Indeed, we've been followed."
Jiang Fan appears to be wandering idly around Yunlai City, but he had long noticed some suspicious figures on the street, secretly tailing him.
No doubt, it must be because he revealed his wealth by purchasing a large amount of Spiritual Liquid.
Which attracted these thugs.
"Heh, they say this place is a haven for loose cultivators."
"Now it seems without some power, Yunlai City might be even more dangerous."
"It's likely that quite a few loose cultivators lose their lives here every year."
Jiang Fan's eyes flashed with a cold light.
In truth, he had already realized that a place with many loose cultivators simply represents chaos and disorder.
After all, as loose cultivators, they have low aptitude, and lack background.
If they wish to advance further, they must inevitably fight other loose cultivators to seize resources.
Each step forward leads to bloodshed.
