The Ancient Town, at the center, on the street leading to the Peaceful Restaurant.
Hu, hu, hu...
It was still early, and the soft sunlight cast down from the sky, accompanied by gusts of breeze.
Many people stood on the street.
There were well-dressed women, and there were formal men.
But at this moment, without exception...
Everyone's eyes were focused on Young Master Wu and Ye Bei.
They were puzzled.
They were full of countless doubts...
But at this time, no one dared to speak, no one dared to break the silence.
"Mis... Mister..."
Young Master Wu knelt behind Ye Bei but his voice showed hesitation. At this moment, he forgot all the words that he had just thought of. There was a blank in his head. After thinking for a long time, only two words came out from his mouth.
Ye Bei did not look back.
His eyes were still on the quiet scenery of the streets of this Ancient Town.
From the look of it, it seemed like he did not care about the kneeling Young Master Wu at all.
A round egg can be made square according to how you cut it; words would be harsh according to how you speak them.