Top Five! Alchemist Zhao Han! Titan Auction! (2)

For the time being, he was not prepared to go to the Yin Yang Hall. At the very least, he had to wait until he reached the Four Fiend Realm or the Five Fiend Realm and had the strength to resist the Perfected Seven Fiend Martial Saint. At that time, he would at least be able to protect himself.

After all, Pseudo Divine Power Realm experts were not cabbages that could be found everywhere. As long as he did not take the initiative to provoke them, they would not appear easily.

This was not the East Victory Continent. Those aristocratic families treated the martial artists who stood out as thorns on their sides and would step on them for no reason.

"Candied haws! I'm selling candied haws!"

On the way back to the inn, Han Zhao saw a gray-robed man walking along the streets with a straw pole.

"Give me one."

"Me too!"

"Mother, I want to eat candied hawthorn."