Today, Burning Light Ancient City was still bustling and lively. As a famous antique street, be it local citizens or tourists, they would take a look. Some old putty who relied on picking up antiques for a living squatted in front of different antique stalls with a leather bag in their hands and bargained with the boss.
There were even many tour guides who brought tour groups and raised small red flags. They used the loudspeaker at their waists to describe Burning Light Ancient City's unique antique culture.
Every time Su Yun appeared in such a densely packed place, the protection personnel following behind would be very nervous. The more people there were, the more uncontrollable factors there were. This made all of them tense up and watch everyone who was too close to Su Yun warily.
A few young people passing by Su Yun did not notice the wooden Su Yun. They were looking down at their phones and discussing enthusiastically.