239 It's the Thief Who Stole the Heavenly Calamity!

Nanjiang City, South County.

Street peddlers were hawking on the bustling street.

A man wearing a Confucian robe stood still in front of a small shop that sold steamed buns. He bought a warm steamed bun and took a bite.

Mo Tianyu ate the steamed bun while holding the banner for fortune-telling.

The early morning light shone on the street of Nanjiang City and burned away the last bit of darkness of the night.

The streets were crowded with a flood of people and horse carriages. Various shops were open for business.

Mo Tianyu found a place and set up a stall.

He specialized in fortune-telling. He would tell people's fortune on demand.

However, his business wasn't doing so well.

Mo Tianyu turned his head and looked in the direction of the forbidden area in the distance as though he sensed something.

Holding the steamed bun in his mouth…