Chapter 949: The Mysterious Little Cauldron

Benjamin Shaw studied the hawkers. Many wore custom masks that hid their features, and those masks even blocked probing by divine sense to a degree. He narrowed his eyes. "What's with those masks?" Zhou Wanyun said, "Wanbao Pavilion issued them. Not every vendor has backing. Even with Wanbao Pavilion's support, Burial Heaven City's enforcers can only do so much to keep order during the Forest Entry Festival. Nothing's guaranteed, and anyone carrying a treasure won't risk showing their true face." Gao...