By the way, Mo Chuan just came down from the second floor of the inn and bumped into a young scholar.

When their shoulders crossed, the two of them glanced at each other subconsciously.

'After all, he is a scholar who has never touched the spring water with his fingers, but he is born with fine skin and tender flesh.'

Mo Chuan subconsciously muttered in his heart.

He has been walking around this world for some time, and most of the people he sees have dark faces and rough skin.

Only the pampered rich and powerful have better skin.

etc!

Could it be that the other party...is also a cultivator?

Then what is his purpose here?

Mo Chuan suddenly looked strange. It couldn't be such a coincidence, right?


Chapter completed!