Ouyang Mingming must have been given better accommodations.
One was a Golden Core, the other Foundation Establishment.
There were bound to be special arrangements.
Su Qing thought for a moment, then decided to go for a walk.
He still had some time.
The island's Marketplace was still open, but it was now run entirely by disciples of the Zhengxuan Sect.
And they were all dressed in Zhengxuan Sect robes.
Su Qing wasn't concealing his face at the moment.
This caused quite a few people to look his way.
They all seemed to be lost in thought.
As if they had seen Su Qing somewhere before.
Su Qing had only been walking for a short while.
When a woman approached him. "Fellow Daoist, are you also here for the Immortal Alliance's gathering?"
"Why don't we walk together?"
