A group of four disciples who were walking by stopped to look.
One was a female that had features that could make her be called beautiful. She was the only one wearing purple robes, while the other three male disciples following her were wearing yellow robes.
One of the male youths was a burly fellow with a giant sword on his back, while the second person was a scholarly dressed youth that held a fan, and lastly, a youth that had a sword strapped to his waist that made him look like a valiant hero.
From the looks of it, these three youths were outstanding young men trying to court this beautiful girl.
The four scowled in disgust at Lan Yu Ze’s actions.
“How can someone act like this for mere pills?”
The youth with the sword strapped to his waist shook his head as he said that.
“Senior sister let’s avoid this person.”
“Yes, senior sister let's go.”
Lan Yu Ze heard them but he did not care.