Only a few short moments had passed between the little cultivator’s arrival and his departure. Adding on the fact that the technique he used wasn’t visible to mortals, and therefore did not attract the attention of mortals, most people just felt a cold wind blow by.
However, there were a lot less people on the streets. The reason for this was Xu Tao, who had coughed up blood and fainted.
Xu Tao’s old home had already moved from this street eight years ago, so no one recognized him anymore.
Wang Lin let out a sigh. With his hands behind his back, he walked into a grocery store. As he entered, the shopkeep quickly came to greet him.
Wang Lin pointed at Xu Tao, who was passed out in the street, and said, “Shopkeeper, please get two workers to carry him to my shop.”