A moment later.
The young man in the brocade robe, deeply aware of his mistake, had changed into coarse clothes and was forced to run back and forth with a bowl of noodles, smiling.
The other people in black robes were outside inviting customers.
The Golden Core elder was among them.
They kept all their arrogance and fierceness in check, honestly shouting to attract customers.
Great sect cultivators eat anything but losses.
If a Golden Core tries to act superior in front of them, it's likely that a real elder would arrive soon.
At the stall.
Li Ye was sitting at the table with two Taoist friends, with large bowls of beef noodles in front that were filled to the brim.
The three exchanged looks and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"This boss is quite genuine."
"The noodles are delicious, more is better."
The three didn't follow any rule of no talking while eating, chatting while slurping noodles.
