Every bustling city always has some dark corners that are not easily discovered. These places are where all the beggars, ruffians, gamblers, and wanted criminals gather. Simply put, good children will remain forever unacquainted with them.
Yu Sifeng said he was going to meet someone, and from the respectful tone he used, everyone thought it must be some hermit expert, perhaps even clad in a white robe, holding a bamboo tea cup, with the tea within as green as jade. Who knew he would lead them around the city, winding through alleys and end up in such a ghastly place.
When Zhong Minyan saw the low eaves and the narrow alley that only allowed one person to pass sideways, the ground filthy with sewage and trash, reeking unbearably, he immediately frowned.
"Si Feng, that old friend of yours… he doesn't live here, does he?" He still couldn't quite believe it.
