C547 You're Just a Scapegoat

It was clearly the middle of the night, but at this moment, Enle noticed that the surroundings were misty white. Gradually, she saw that the houses started to change, as if they were illusions.

And it didn't look like a modern person, but more like an ancient costume. Enle's jaw dropped as she looked at the bystanders who were walking past her. No one was looking at her