Five days later, standing before the familiar plaque of Southstream Market, Chen Mobai felt as if he had been transported to a different era.
"Elder, it's been a while. I didn't expect to see you still alive."
Qi Er, who was acting as a guide at the entrance, looked at Chen Mobai, his face filled with excitement.
"Hehe."
For this, all Chen Mobai could do was smile gently.
"There hasn't been any big incident in the market lately, has there."
He didn't ask Qi Er to lead the way, but when the latter saw an acquaintance, he greeted his fellow companions at the entrance and followed Chen Mobai into the market on his own initiative.
"Our Yun Country is within the influence of the Five Elements Sect and the Divine Wood Sect, as long as these two sects don't fight each other, even if enemy forces attack, our Southstream Market is as secure as Mount Tai."
Qi Er's face showed pride, as if he really considered himself a part of the market.
"Brother Chen, hold on."