Only when Jiang Baimian and the others completely left her line of sight did Bai Chen put away the Orange rifle and leave the edge of the rooftop.
The next second, she and Long Yuehong turned their heads at the same time and looked at the South Street Slave Market on the other side.
Amidst the commotion coming from the west, Bai Chen retracted her gaze and said to Long Yuehong, "Let's go."
Long Yuehong nodded solemnly and followed Bai Chen, tracing their steps back to the street.
Just as they were about to leave the area with the broken street lamps, they suddenly saw a figure bending down in front of a shop along the dark street. The figure was acting suspiciously, doing something unknown.
The person seemed to have sensed Bai Chen and Long Yuehong's arrival and quickly turned around to look over. The next second, 'he' ran away and speedily turned into an alley beside them.
"A thief?" Long Yuehong guessed in confusion.
