"The price?"
Chen Che looked over.
"If Senior would spare just a few bits of Spiritual Sand, that would be enough..."
The child said, cupping his fists.
"Let's go."
Chen Che nodded slightly.
It was his first time in Faqian City, so he really did need a local to help him get familiar with the place quickly.
After all, he was only here during the Zhurong Daoist School's winter break and wouldn't be staying long—a month at most.
Zhou Lian was overjoyed. He hastily cupped his fists and bowed again before stepping forward to lead the way.
"Senior, since you're new here, please remember one thing."
"No matter what happens, you must not fight within the city. Even if you face the greatest injustice, you have to suppress any indignation or rage. This is a rule established jointly by the three City Lords, and everyone in the city, from top to bottom, abides by it. If you dare to break it, anyone else can attack you."
