"Yo, You Su, where are you going?" asked the stubbly uncle holding a pot of wine.
"I'm going to have a meal at the City Lord's mansion. Mr. Liu, drink a little less."
"Not bad, not bad, you're promising now. In the future, when you come to buy fried dough sticks, I won't charge you!" Mr. Liu laughed heartily twice, then stepped aside and walked away.
You Su walked down the street, almost everyone exchanged a few words with him.
His heart was warm. Although he was a cultivator, due to being a blind orphan struggling to support the sect alone, he naturally became a part of the vulnerable groups in the eyes of these ordinary people. Now that he was performing a comeback story, You Su could genuinely feel that they were truly happy for him.
In fact, You Su himself was very happy. His journey to the Divine Mountain had finally seen progress, and he had indeed become stronger, making a significant step forward on the path of rescuing his junior sister and master.
