"Does this ever end?!" An inexplicable fury immediately rose in Long Zhanye's heart.
Once could be called unintentional, but twice was deliberate provocation!
Especially when he had been in a fairly good mood, this behavior seemed all the more detestable.
His steps halted as he sharply turned his gaze toward the front left.
The vision of his Double Pupil pierced through the crowd and instantly locked onto the target—
It was an open-air grilled fish stall by the street.
The stall was not large, yet business was good, and the fragrance of fish roasting over charcoal filled the air.
The stall owner was a youth who looked only thirteen or fourteen!
He was considered tall among his peers and wore a jacket faded from repeated washing.
His face still held a trace of childishness as his nimble hands turned the fish on the iron rack.
Judging by his practiced movements and focused expression, he seemed to be a student using his spare time to earn living expenses through part-time work.
Yet this seemingly ordinary student stall owner—
In Long Zhanye's perception, his Soul Power fluctuations were exactly at the level of a forty-rank Soul Ancestor!
They perfectly matched the strength of those two mental probes just now!
"A student at the Soul Ancestor level... selling grilled fish?"
Long Zhanye was puzzled, but he was even more displeased by the repeated spying.
He hated this sort of sneaking around and watching from the shadows more than anything.
No longer hesitating, he strode through the crowd with a trace of anger and headed straight for the grilled fish stall.
The young stall owner seemed to sense something and looked up.
Seeing someone wearing a strange Bronze Mask and carrying a coffin on his back stop before his stall, he could not help