"Nice, very nice," Tang Ming responded without lifting his head.
"Hmph, you didn't even look. You're just way too perfunctory!"
Li Xiaoli protested discontentedly.
At this moment, the three women—Liu Mengting and her friends—had colorful headbands tied around their heads, sold to them by an elderly lady in traditional minority attire. This outfit indeed made the three women look beautiful, but unfortunately, Tang Ming had no intention of paying attention to their appearance.
"Brother Ming, don't you have a map? Since we can't get any information about Heavenly Cloud Palace, why not follow the map?"
Chen Cang uncertainly suggested to Tang Ming.
"I thought about it, but the map is too old, and it only has a mark in Wanyou Town. The specific route is blurry.
