Yi Beidou didn't enter the Great Bao Lian Temple right away. Instead, he found a breakfast shop on the street, sat down, and ordered a spread of local specialties, eating at a leisurely pace.
As for money, that wasn't an issue. On his way here, he had casually "dealt with" a small criminal outfit, securing enough funds to cover his travel expenses.
As he ate, savoring the local cuisine, he scanned the pedestrians on the street.
It was now August or September, and with many schools on summer break, it was the peak of the tourist season. As a result, one could see many tourists from Donghua, especially beautifully dressed young women.
Siam's climate was hot, so these young women were all dressed lightly, revealing swathes of fair skin and long, slender legs that drew a great deal of attention.
Dressed like that in Northern Myanmar, where Yi Beidou had just been, they'd likely have been devoured, leaving not even bones behind.
