The streets of the Gana Planet were still brightly lit at night, bustling with people. For Martial Artists, sleep was no longer a daily necessity. It wouldn't matter even if they didn't sleep for weeks on end.
Fang Jueyu, as usual, wandered into a gambling den called "Black Ink Stone Workshop." Fang Jueyu had become somewhat famous in this city, and no matter where he went, a large crowd of gamblers followed him.
They all wanted to see when Fang Jueyu's undefeated legend, purely based on luck, would finally be broken.
"Mark this one for me!"
"And that one too!"
"These two as well."
He wandered among the piles of raw stones as if shopping for groceries, barely pausing for a moment. As for that shadowy creature, it followed him closely, lazily lounging on Fang Jueyu's head or shoulder, sleeping.
