Blade Technique Breaks Its Limits, the Foundation and Qualifications for Three Blood Replacements

Leaving Myriad Splendor Tower.

It was already late at night.

Yet the streets on both sides remained bustling, brilliantly lit.

From afar drifted waves of fragrant scents filled with the warmth of everyday life.

It instantly reminded Jiang Ning of the late-night snack stalls from his previous life.

As he walked toward his residence, Jiang Ning observed the prosperity of Guangning City's night market, watching the crowds come and go.

Behind him, Lü Yi held a candied hawthorn skewer in each hand, following closely at Jiang Ning's heels.

After spending so long with Jiang Ning, she had also come to understand his temperament.

She knew that Jiang Ning did not care much for distinctions of status, nobility, or lowliness.

This way of getting along also made her feel very comfortable.

"The provincial city's prosperity truly isn't something Dongling City can compare to!"

Looking at the bustling sights along the way, Jiang Ning sighed inwardly.

A moment later, he stopped before a charcoal grill stall.

"Two skewers of donkey meat," Jiang Ning said.

"Yes, sir!" Seeing Jiang Ning standing before his stall, the brawny, bare-armed man immediately nodded repeatedly.

Then he took out two large skewers of donkey meat that had long since been threaded onto bamboo sticks and placed them over the charcoal brazier to grill.

A moment later, sizzling fat dripped onto the glowing charcoal, sending several flickering flames leaping up.

The aroma of meat spread through the air.

"Young Master, it smells so good!" Lü Yi's delicate nose twitched as she inhaled the drifting scent of meat, her eyes shining.

Behind them, people still flowed back and forth without end.

Candied hawthorn! Sweet and sour candied hawthorn!

Freshly baked beggar's chicken! Two hundred copper coins each!

Listening to the cries of vendors from every direction, Jiang Ning suddenly