"Hiss, isn't that little fatty from the Wang Family? What's he doing here?"
"Who knows? The Wang Family is the foremost of the Heavenly Capital Region's eight great powers. That little fatty is the most beloved grandson of the Wang Family's Second Master, and the Second Master is a true Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal. With that status and standing, why would he come to such a remote place? It makes no sense."
"Stop gossiping. Shut your mouths."
Inside the tavern, the diners watched the little fatty and whispered among themselves.
"What are you looking at? And you—what did you just say? If you dare spout any more nonsense, this young master will gouge out your eyes and turn this shabby tavern upside down."
The moment the little fatty finished speaking, the entire tavern fell deathly silent. It was clear just how formidable his background was.
After leaving the tavern, the little fatty looked around, then turned and beckoned to Ye Lin.
"Fellow Daoist, I know you're confused right now, but don't be confused just yet. Come with me."
Watching the little fatty vanish into an alleyway, Ye Lin and Li Xiaoyao exchanged a glance and nodded to each other. Then they hurried after him.
After winding through a maze of narrow alleys, the three arrived at a manor. The little fatty warily shut the gates before turning to face Ye Lin and Li Xiaoyao behind him.
"Can you explain now?"
Ye Lin found a small stool at random and sat down, looking at the little fatty before him.
"My name is Wang Tian. I'm from the Wang Family. People outside all like to call me Fatty Wang."
"I wonder why the Yin-Yang Sacred Land is searching the streets for Fellow Daoist? If Fellow Daoist has run into some trouble, or