C702 Acardiac Floral Apoplexy

Qian Sang Sang Sang was woken up by someone's voice before dawn. The voice was confused, and not alone. And it wasn't coming from yesterday's lobby, but from the open window at the side.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Qian Sang Sang opened the window and looked outside, shocked by the scene in front of him. The streets that had been deserted the night before were now filled with people