Hearing the stall owner's words, Ji Ruobing felt a little nauseated. She looked at Xu Zimo and said, "I suddenly don't feel like eating anymore."
"What filling sells best here? Give me a bowl," Xu Zimo said with a smile, taking a seat beside the stall.
"You really are something," Ji Ruobing said with a soft snort, her beautiful eyes turning toward him.
The stall owner prepared the wontons, and the steaming hot dumplings gave off a rich, intense fragrance.
The stall was rudimentary, but the craftsmanship was quite good.
Xu Zimo ate in large mouthfuls as he asked, "Boss, have any strange things happened around here lately?"
"What kind of strange things do you mean, sir?" the stall owner asked with a smile.
"The Blood Beast," Xu Zimo said directly, without beating around the bush.
The matter of the Blood Beast had already caused an uproar throughout the City of Destruction. The unfamiliar faces who had arrived during this period were probably all here because of it.
There was no point trying to hide it.
"Young master, are you looking to buy information?" the stall owner asked with a smile.
"What? You really have some?" Xu Zimo asked.
He had merely been at a loss and asked symbolically.
"I've stayed in the City of Destruction for three hundred years. Naturally, I'm familiar with everything," the stall owner said with a smile.
"Within this city, even trivial matters like sesame seeds and mung beans, I remember them all clearly."
"Then I'll buy some. What price do you want?" Xu Zimo asked.
"More and more people have been coming to the City of Destruction lately. It seems my meat filling is running short."
The stall owner spoke to himself. "The Moon Shadow Gang leader in the eastern district seems like a