Lin Taichu took the Storage Bag and tucked it into his robes.
Zhao Feng hesitated, then lowered his voice. "Your Excellency, the Zhao Family has all left. If you stay in the city alone, will it be dangerous?"
"What the Dantai Family wants is the city, and what the Wuming Sect wants is also the city. Both of them are coming for Luofeng City, not for me. As long as I don't block their path, they won't take the initiative to cause me trouble."
Lin Taichu turned to look at Zhao Feng. "In the Dantai Family's eyes, I'm nothing more than a Rogue Cultivator who sticks his nose where it doesn't belong. In the Wuming Sect's eyes, at most I count as a Zhao Family guest elder with a little ability."
"If they don't regard me as a real threat, they won't spend their energy on me."
There were fewer pedestrians on the street than yesterday. Many Cultivators who had been setting up stalls were packing them away, loading their goods into Storage Bags, their expressions hurried.
Lin Taichu stopped a cultivator who was packing up his stall.
The cultivator looked up at Lin Taichu and sighed. "The Dantai Family is going to blockade the trade routes. Grain can't be transported in, and prices in the city are soaring. Spirit Rice that could still be bought yesterday has tripled in price today."
"For small businesses like ours, the Spirit Stones we earn aren't even enough to buy food. We might as well close up early and try our luck outside the city."
After the cultivator finished speaking, he shouldered his Storage Bag and quickly walked toward the city gate.
Lin Taichu continued along the street toward the east of the city.
The number of people in East City Square had