C113 Feng Huangjue

That night, the city was terrifyingly quiet. It was still summer, and it was clearly after lunch that they came out to enjoy the cool air, but there was no one on the street. There was only one person walking on the street, a woman wearing a blue and white dress and holding a red oil-paper umbrella.

night watchman also became more vigilant that night. It was not the street he was guarding