The old man moved the bean juice away from his mouth and stretched his neck, "Hey, where are you going?"
Mo Yan turned around, her ponytail swinging high, "Just eat yours."
The alley wasn't big, but it wasn't small either, mainly because there were too many twists and turns. Luckily it was morning and there weren't many people. If there had been more people, Ye Tian would have been dizzy from the crowd.
After wandering around a bit, he basically got a clear sense of the area, and also learned some details about the surroundings of the Mo Family old man's residence. Surrounding the courtyard house, the homes were basically empty, with only a few inhabited by the owners, but those were closely packed one after another. Ye Tian was all too familiar with this layout - it was a classic setup for protecting a leader.
