People came and went around, seemingly no different from the usual town, just that some wore fierce expressions, some looked ingratiating, and some indifferent. Everyone seemed to carry a sense of guardedness, not trusting each other, always alert.
Unlike them, engaging in calm conversation with friends ironically drew quite a bit of attention.
The five of them stopped at a seemingly ancient shop's entrance. The shop sign was carved from wood, showing signs of weather and time, yet it exuded a solemn feeling.
The shop had no name, but the sign was painted with various weapons, clearly indicating it was a weapon store, standing with an air of charm amidst many bustling shops.
"You two go inside, we'll wait for you outside," Mo smiled at the two, gesturing to the tea house across: "Don't rush, follow your heart."
After finishing his words, the three turned and headed toward the tea house opposite.
He Wenyu reached out to grab Luo Qianqian's sleeve: "Why does it feel kind of off?"
