On the bustling street.
Wang Hao's face darkened. He had never expected the lofty God of Creation to be setting up a stall here and selling cucumbers.
What was more, this guy had changed his appearance and had neither Dou Dou nor Yu Linglong by his side. If Wang Hao had not possessed that unique sense of his, he might not have recognized him at all.
"Who is that?"
Little White curiously followed Wang Hao's gaze and saw an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old youth setting up a street stall.
His handsome features carried a hint of charm, and a sunny smile rested on his lips. At first glance, he seemed like a bright, wholesome young man.
Yet it kept feeling as though it had seen this person somewhere before. But no matter how thoroughly it searched its memories, it could not find anything related to him.
Wang Hao said with a dark expression, "He changed identities, so of course you can't recognize him. But if we test him, I guarantee he'll immediately reveal his true colors."
"How do we test him?" Little White asked curiously.
Wang Hao suddenly shouted, "The city inspectors are here! The city inspectors are here..."
The pedestrians on the street all stopped and turned toward Wang Hao curiously. They truly could not understand why this kid was suddenly acting crazy and shouting nonsense in the middle of the street.
"City inspectors!"
The God of Creation jumped in fright, swiftly packed up his stall, and vanished from the spot in a flash.
"It really was him!"
Wang Hao's eyes lit up as his figure transformed into a streak of golden light and rapidly gave chase.
But after Wang Hao turned a corner, the God of Creation had already disappeared without a trace. Even that unique sense between fellow