He glanced at Lu Yang, then at Meng Jingzhou, and asked slowly, "You came up with these names?"
Lu Yang nodded. "Mine was 'One More Time Barbecue.'"
Meng Jingzhou nodded too. "Mine was 'Thank You for Your Patronage Barbecue.'"
Man Gu felt that the name he had come up with, "Yang Yang Yang Barbecue," was still too ordinary.
Man Gu opened the first sign, the one Lu Yang had named. According to the rules, the barbecue shop would be called "One More Time."
"By the way, do either of you know a way to conceal your aura?" Lu Yang asked.
While they had been walking down the street, Lu Yang had noticed that many people breathed differently and had varying degrees of affinity for spiritual energy. They were definitely cultivators, but when he swept them with his spiritual sense, he couldn't tell what level they were at.
It was reasonable for one or two people to have higher cultivation than he did, but it was obviously impossible for every single person to be stronger than him.
Yanjiang Commandery was different from Taiping Township. There were plenty of cultivators here, but not so many that everyone had reached Foundation Establishment.
After thinking it over briefly, Lu Yang understood. A cultivator's strength determined their status. If they wanted to travel the jianghu without being bullied, they either needed exceptional cultivation or a way to conceal it, so others wouldn't dare act rashly.
Going out without concealing their cultivation was practically like telling everyone they were three greenhorns fresh out of the mountains.
If they wanted to infiltrate the demonic sect, they had to pass themselves off as seasoned veterans.
"I do have one. We use it when hunting back home." Man Gu took a scroll of sheepskin from his robes.
"The prey