Walking through the streets of Suotuo City, Lin Yang surveyed his surroundings. They did not seem much different from a few years ago.
A city would not change because a few people arrived or left.
"Meow!"
Aola jumped out of the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch and stretched luxuriously.
Lin Yang looked at it and curled his lips. "All you do is eat and sleep. Look at you, you're so fat you've lost your shape. Can you even fight anymore?"
"Meow~"
Aola indignantly sharpened its claws, instantly leaving several claw marks on the previously smooth paving stone.
Then the man and cat walked down the street, drawing quite a few looks.
Most people, however, merely took Aola for a particularly burly orange cat.
Lin Yang took Aola around a few familiar places, replenished his supplies, and bought some fresh fruit and vegetables before preparing to head back.
On the way back, however, Lin Yang suddenly stopped and turned, his gaze settling on a figure behind him.
The figure was a girl around 1.6 meters tall.
She wore a simple white dress and neat, ear-length hair. Her bearing was noble and ethereal; one glance was enough to tell that she was a young lady of considerable standing.
The moment Lin Yang saw the girl, he had more or less guessed her identity.
"You've followed me all this way. Did you need something, Young Lady Ning?"
Ning Rongrong's heart skipped a beat. "You know me?"
Lin Yang raised a hand and pointed at her chest.
Ning Rongrong hurriedly covered her small chest, looking at Lin Yang as though he were a pervert.
Lin Yang rolled his eyes. "If you want to hide your identity, don't openly wear the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect direct disciple's badge on your chest."
Ning Rongrong lowered her