C410 Information

The bustling city was filled with people coming and going. Some of them were looking at their phones with their heads lowered, while others were frowning with blank expressions.

Yang Xuan and Lu Xinyu were sitting in a private room in a teahouse. Yang Xuan was stunned by the endless stream of people.

"Yang Xuan, I'm asking you a question. Why are you in a daze?" Lu Xinyu glared at Yang Xuan