"You seem like it's your first time in Guangmeng City."
The young gentleman looked at Baili An lighting the short candle, a smile unchanged on his face.
Baili An nodded slightly: "Yes, it's my first time here."
The young gentleman subtly glanced at Baili An's Vermilion Bird Qiankun Bag tied at his waist and chuckled lightly: "Seeing that you carry a space treasure, you must also be from the Cultivation World, right?"
Baili An gave the young man a rather surprised look, letting his gaze wander over him.
Confirming that the man's breath showed no signs of spiritual power flow, he was clearly an ordinary person.
How could he see through his identity at a glance?
The young man understood Baili An's puzzled expression and then smiled freely, saying:
"Please don't misunderstand, I'm Meng Zifei, hailing from the Meng Family in Guangmeng City. A brother of mine from my family is also a cultivator and often shares stories about cultivation with me.
