Xiao Yu had never imagined that one day, he would be tormented by mortals defecating.
Just this one thing was enough; Xiao Yu could no longer pay attention to anything else.
As he assumed his new position, it was natural for him to understand the people's conditions, so he immediately inspected the city. Now, Yong'an City, aside from a small area of wooden buildings, consisted mostly of vast shantytowns.
As soon as he entered the shanty area, a strong odor hit him, and his sharp senses as a sword cultivator immediately locked onto the sources of the smell— one, two, three, four… eleven spots in total, located at street corners, under trees, behind houses, and even one right in the middle of the road, directly in front of Xiao Yu!
For the first time, Xiao Yu wished his senses were not so acute, and his divine sense not so responsive.
In order to not cause a scandal, Xiao Yu had dressed in plain clothes and walked into the shantytown.