The person speaking had an exceptional talent for setting the mood, even Yun Ran, the one involved, couldn't help but feel a sliver of curiosity at the words to come.
Yun Ran was eating noodles with an air of indifference, as if she were really just an unimportant Passerby A.
Nearby, at another table, a group of burly men cautiously glanced around, ensuring no one was noticing them.
Only then did they resume their previous conversation.
"Let me tell you, that Young Prince isn't like the usual Royal Family members; he's joined the Xuan Sect and has a wide network!"
"How do you know? Weren't the people who went inside that street previously all sworn to secrecy?"
"Exactly, don't tell me you're just making up rumors to tell us as secrets!"
The man, who initially seemed smug about holding a major secret, was suddenly flustered seeing his buddies doubt him.
He tapped the table vigorously, raising his voice: "If I'm lying, I'm a dog!"
