"Wh… why are there so many people?"
In front of a mountain temple square, the suave Guo Shaojie was somewhat dumbfounded:
"Feels like we're here at the wrong time."
He subconsciously swallowed hard after speaking.
At this moment, the place was illuminated by dozens of large lamps, bright as day.
In the square, dozens of figures dressed as ninjas were clearly visible.
Given the current setup, coupled with the gasoline smell in the air,
any adult could see the situation clearly.
Obviously, something secretive was happening here, and fate had them stumble upon it.
Beside him, Shangguan Yue couldn't help but roll her eyes:
"We've just stirred up a hornet's nest!"
"What do we do."
If it were a game, they wouldn't react like this.
But this is the real world outside of the game!
Standing by Zhang Xinying, Yuna suddenly commented:
"Such powerful Power of the Soul."
Her gaze was fixed on the square's bizarre and eerie eight-carrier sedan chair.
