Just as Xiao Changtian walked to those broken tables, those people said without even raising their heads.
"No, I'm not here to look for supplies. I'm here!"
"Aiya, we don't get water here. As a mortal, don't you know that there's a special place in your mortal district that can distribute things?"
"Go, go, go. Hurry up and leave. This place is not for you to come to."
The man raised his head and glanced at Xiao Changtian before lowering his head again.
"No, I know that this place is the registration point for rogue cultivators. I just wanted to come and register."
Xiao Changtian felt helpless.
"You're here to eliminate the demon? Aiya, brother, don't joke around here. We're very busy."
When that person heard Xiao Changtian's words, he finally raised his head.
The man looked at Xiao Changtian and shook his head.