Ye Tianfan saw the situation and laughed, saying, "You made my day quite entertaining, but I still have to browse the street, so I won't dawdle any longer."

What Ye Tianfan did next was simple; he knocked out each of the two burly men with a single punch.

Looking at the two fallen men, Ye Tianfan turned to the old conman and said, "So, any other tricks up your sleeve? If not, I'm off to the street market."

To his surprise, the old man was not scared. Instead, he gave a sneer and said to Ye Tianfan, "Impressive, huh? Do you even know who I work for?"

"No clue. Why don't you tell me, and we'll see who it is!" Ye Tianfan replied nonchalantly. With his status as a Cultivator, even if the City Lord came, he wouldn't trouble him, and instead, the old man might face consequences. Thus, Ye Tianfan wasn't afraid at all. At worst, he'd just leave this place.

"Let me tell you, the Northern Guardian, one of the four Gate Guardians under the City Lord, is my nephew. I've also heard he knows a Cultivator. If you mess with me, you mess with my nephew, and messing with him means you've messed with that Cultivator too. We'll see how you deal with it then, unless..." The old man proudly boasted about his backing and then threatened Ye Tianfan, finally making a gesture of rubbing two fingers together.

"Oh, so it's just a Cultivator behind you? I live in the Dragon Gate Inn, fourth floor, room number 4A. If you're not convinced, send your master to find me!" After saying that, Ye Tianfan broke the old man's right leg with a kick and turned to leave.

"Ah!"

Ye Tianfan ignored the screams behind him and casually started his street shopping spree. It had been a long time since Ye Tianfan last went for a stroll.

"Roast chicken, freshly roasted chicken!"

"Roast goose, freshly roasted goose!"

"Wife's cake, freshly baked with love!"

Listening to the lively street vendors, Ye Tianfan felt completely at ease. It had been a while since he'd encountered such a scene; the last time was during his first ever expedition.

Just then, Ye Tianfan suddenly heard a flurry of footsteps and the rumbling of cartwheels in the distance.

Wondering who could cause such a commotion, Ye Tianfan saw people in front of him scatter to the sides of the road, accompanied by a chorus of curses.

"Move it, can't you see there's a vehicle coming through?"

"Peasants, stand aside and don't get in the Guardian's way."

"￥%#&*"

Hearing these curses made Ye Tianfan furrow his eyebrows, but he decided not to intervene. After all, if he did, he probably wouldn't be at peace for the next few days.

As Ye Tianfan was also about to move to the sides, he suddenly saw an old person fall ahead. He was about to help her when suddenly a whip lashed towards her with the man swearing.

"You old hag, walking so slowly and trying to scam us? Let's see you try it again!"

This time, Ye Tianfan saw clearly that it was a guard clad in armor who was whipping the old woman while cursing at her, completely ignoring her cries.

Ye Tianfan couldn't bear it any longer. Such treatment of an elderly person was too much to witness.

But just when Ye Tianfan was about to step in, he saw the old lady scrambling aside, getting out of the way.

Seeing this, Ye Tianfan stopped himself but made a mental note of the incident.

The reason Ye Tianfan held back was partly because the old woman had managed to avoid the whip, and also because she didn't appear to be seriously harmed—only surface wounds. Moreover, Ye Tianfan sensed the whip contained a trace of Spiritual Power, indicating it was a low-quality Magical Treasure.

What kind of guards are these, wielding a whip that's actually a Magical Treasure? Yet from the ordinary weapons they carry, they're nothing more than regular guards.

"Didn't I tell you lot to clear the way? How dare you stand there dumbfounded. Move aside!"

While Ye Tianfan was still in thought, a sudden shove jolted him back to reality. Ye Tianfan turned his attention to the person who had pushed him but remained silent, instead glaring intensely at him.

Ye Tianfan hadn't expected, while standing well away from the center of the road, that there would still be someone who would try to push him aside.

The guard, realizing his initial push had failed to move Ye Tianfan, quickly whispered, "Move to the side, the Guardian is coming. If you're caught standing this close, not only will you be executed, but even we, the path-clearers, will face punishment."

After speaking, the guard once again glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then gave Ye Tianfan another gentle shove, this time much lighter.

Realizing that the guard's behavior was not as arrogant and domineering as it had appeared, Ye Tianfan walked aside. Had the guard maintained his arrogance, Ye Tianfan wouldn't have hesitated to teach him a lesson.

After all, not many people dared to shove Ye Tianfan around like this.

And Ye Tianfan was curious to see just who merited such a large escort.

After just a few breaths, Ye Tianfan finally caught a glimpse of the procession.

Their arrogance was palpable, as if ingrained in their very bones. A group of about a hundred, and from it, Ye Tianfan could sense several members exuding Spiritual Power, low in quantity but still present.

Some were on horseback, others on foot, all of them escorting the luxurious carriage in the center of the formation.

Even though the carriage was completely enclosed, Ye Tianfan could still sense two people inside, one eating and the other feeding.

Ye Tianfan's curiosity peaked: who on earth was so important to merit such a grand display, with awakened ones among the group unable to cultivate due to lack of channels!

Feeling perplexed but not overly concerned, Ye Tianfan decided that as long as they didn't provoke him, he'd let them be. Even if they were a parade of Cultivators, what difference did it make?

Ye Tianfan resumed his path, but noting the attire of the group and their direction, it seemed like they were city guards, heading in the direction Ye Tianfan had just come from.

Could they be going to find that old man? Ye Tianfan suddenly recalled what the old man had said about his nephew being the Northern Guardian.

The group which just passed might be subordinates of that old man's nephew.

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