If Three Walk Together

If three walk together, one will have something to teach me.

Fan Xian and the little Emperor pushed Sigu Jian away from the peaceful tree. Following the long street, they entered the most bustling street in Dongyi. The travelers who had been resting under the tree had long scattered in all directions and slowly passed what they had seen earlier into the ears of many people.

Not many people know who the cripple in the wheelchair was. Sigu Jian was the god of Dongyi, but not many people had met him. The pedestrians on the street found the three-person group strange. Two young and handsome people were pushing a cripple in a wheelchair. They did not look like merchants bringing in goods. They also didn't look like travelers who had been drawn here by the city's reputation.