"Mr. Fang, I'm going for a walk. Take this money, I'll be back in the evening."
Ye Tian, temporarily escaping from his sorrow, took a stack of money from the drawer and handed it to Fang Qintian. He stepped past him and left the apartment.
"Master, what's going on??"
Fang Qintian scratched his head, resembling an old farmer, although during their journey in the Mortal World, Ye Tian had taught him a few things.
He knew what money was, a currency used for transactions, similar to Spirit Stones.
Standing for a while, Fang Qintian stuffed the money into his pocket and prepared to wander around.
.....
Ye Tian watched the bustling crowd; some hurried, some leisurely. Street vendors loudly hawked their goods, busy running around for their daily livelihood.
A signboard caught his eye - Lin's Restaurant.
