They did discover quite a few unscrupulous individuals with sinister eyes and cold demeanor.
"This place is probably a den of dragons and tigers," Black Owl secretly whispered to Shang Xiye.
Shang Xiye held his wife's hand and tightened his grip on it silently: "There aren't many of us on this trip. You keep an eye on Fengming, and everyone should be careful."
"Hmm," Black Owl replied, moving a few steps closer to Ji Fengming.
Ji Fengyao also noticed those people with lewd eyes. She carefully scanned the surroundings with her divine sense, but did not take them seriously.
They were just small fry scouting ahead; they weren't worth her worrying about.
Wanqikaf was even bolder, and even glared angrily back at some of them, shouting, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a pretty girl before?"
After she finished speaking, she turned back to Ji Fengming and said, "Brother Fengming, if any villains try to bully Kaf, you will protect Kaf, right?"
Ji Fengming couldn't help but twitch his eye. He glanced at Wan Qika Fu, who was as fiery as a little chili pepper beside him, and thought to himself: You can take on twenty people by yourself, why would you need me?
There were two inns in Wangwei Town. After a few casual shopping trips, the group went to the slightly better inn and asked for three superior rooms to rest.
It was early winter, and the climate here was already quite cold. Although the charcoal brazier inside the house was burning brightly, it still couldn't quite keep out the dry, cold winds outside.
Although Foundation Establishment cultivators are more resistant to both cold and hot environments than ordinary people;
However, since Wanqikafu has not yet reached the Foundation Establishment stage, she is still affected by the cold weather.
Seeing that Wanqikafu's lips were turning purple from the cold, and considering the inn's simplicity and the inconvenience of cooking, Ji Fengyao still prepared a hot pot.
People gathered around to eat hot pot and drink alcohol to ward off the cold, which also made the atmosphere more intimate and lively.
The spicy and savory aroma of hot pot meat wafted throughout the entire inn.
The merchants who were squatting there eating crudely made barbecued meat were all drooling with envy, and they all asked the waiter if the restaurant had added any new dishes.
Upon learning that the food was not a new addition to the inn's menu, but rather a meal prepared by several guests themselves, the merchants, though envious, felt awkward asking for food since they were complete strangers. They could only suppress their cravings and return to their rooms.
These traveling merchants were alright; even if they couldn't get anything to eat, at least they could go back to their rooms to warm themselves by the fire.
Those who were hiding on rooftops or in the shadows of corners were suffering terribly.
Not only do they have to endure the biting north wind, but they also have to resist the onslaught of delicious food aromas.
Several people were so tempted that they quietly took out the dried meat strips they had brought with them.
Despite the irresistible aroma, the meat strips that were usually quite palatable now tasted tough and rough, almost like gnawing on tree roots.
Stimulated by the aroma of alcohol wafting from inside, even these aloof men had tears in their eyes.
Look at the kind of life they live.
Look at them again...
I feel like they've wasted their lives, really!
Meng Qi, wrapped in a fiery red cloak of raccoon fur, came over and was immediately hit by the aroma of hot pot meat and strong liquor. He almost drooled and muttered to himself, "Those bandits are quite skilled at brewing wine. Once His Majesty takes that little female bandit in, I'll definitely show off in front of His Majesty. Maybe I can even get a jar or two as a reward."
When the men keeping watch saw him approaching, they all bowed respectfully with their hands clasped in greeting.
One of them swallowed hard and asked telepathically, "Your Excellency, shall we make our move now?"
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