"Young hero, hurry up."
The girl's voice had a hint of tears.
Fang Jianlong touched the letter in his pocket, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the girl, then followed her "tap-tap-tap" to a corner of the tavern.
"Who are you?"
"This tavern... it belongs to my family."
"Oh, it's the young lady, my apologies."
"Don't talk, let's hide quickly, these people have gone mad."
Fang Jianlong was running quickly, and glanced out the window.
His pupils constricted because... many people had disappeared again.
...
...
"Where is this?"
"How did I end up here?"
A group of people suddenly vanished from their original place and appeared on an ancient stone-paved street.
At the street entrance, vendors were hawking their wares.
"Passing by, don't miss out, take a look, rouge and powders, fair trade for all..."
"New goods on sale, pendants and hairpins, starting as low as two cents."
"Animal sugar figures, all kinds of tasty sugar figures, buy a string and try..."
