Jinge City.
Tianlang District, White Wolf Street.
"I really missed this place. We only went away once, but it feels like we haven't been back in ages."
Xiao Bai walked along the sidewalk, turning around from time to time to look at Luo Yan.
"Don't you think so?"
Luo Yan was carrying several gifts to give to his mother, Zhou Lijuan. Hearing Xiao Bai ask, he smiled and nodded.
Winter had already arrived, and the weather was cold. But for cultivators like Luo Yan and the others, the climate was no longer a problem.
Unless they were thrown into an extreme environment, scorching summers and bitter winters were nothing to them.
That was why Xiao Bai was still wearing a woolen plaid dress with black ankle socks and sneakers, looking full of youthful energy.
Just then, the cries of street vendors drew Luo Yan's attention away from Xiao Bai.
Only then did he realize that White Wolf Street was much livelier than it had been on his last visit.
The most obvious change was that there were many more vendors on the street.
They hawked all kinds of small goods, with food stalls being the most popular. The cooked-food stalls in particular were always surrounded by pedestrians, filling the street with the atmosphere of everyday life.
Xiao Bai was drawn to a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes. She darted inside, and when she returned, she had a paper bag in her hands containing several fragrant roasted sweet potatoes.
Holding one of them, she took a small bite and looked around the street. "This is great. This place still has that warm, lively feeling. We have our Colonel Luo Yan to thank for lowering the barriers to doing business on White Wolf Street. Otherwise, how could there be so many street