"Isn't that Brother Fang from the Inner Sect Law Enforcement Hall? Why did he come to the workshop?"
"Look at his posture, he's definitely here to show off again. I heard he relies on his uncle being an Elder in the Law Enforcement Hall, acts arrogantly in the Sect, and now behaves the same way in the workshop."
The surrounding loose cultivators murmured softly, with a trace of fear and disgust in their eyes as they looked at the young man.
Luo Qingchen narrowed his eyes; he recognized the young man, named Fang Hao, indeed the nephew of the Inner Sect Law Enforcement Hall Elder Fang Zhenxiong. This person was known for bullying and had a very poor reputation within the sect.
Just then, Fang Hao and his retinue happened to walk near Luo Qingchen. Fang Hao's gaze swept casually and suddenly fell on an old man setting up a stall on the street. In front of the old man were several seemingly good-quality spirit grasses.
