On Ghost Street.
The strange shops were gradually closing down, but as Yang Jian was about to leave, he actually saw a living person on this street... at least considered living.
He attempted to call out to the person ahead.
But it was no use.
The person ahead seemed not to hear and continued walking forward, about to leave the street completely.
"No response? So it seems this person didn't mistakenly enter here like I did, but is someone who naturally belongs to this Ghost Street, or perhaps a regular visitor..." Yang Jian's eyes slightly shifted.
He quickened his pace and followed.
The man ahead, dressed in outdated clothes and with a tall figure, continued walking forward, oblivious to Yang Jian's rapid approach.
"In that case, let's probe. If I'm lucky, maybe I can glean some secrets about Ping'an Ancient Town from him."
Yang Jian changed his previously cautious demeanor.
