I'll be here,
Even when the world disappear,
I'll be waiting for you,
Like the first time you pursue.
***
THE YEAR 1904, a century away from the present time.
She smashed into different people on the way as she scampered her way out of the crowd. The people were shouting in agony as someone ran into their stores and turned the tables again, not wanting to start their morning with that kind of person. There were a lot of people confused with the passerby, wearing foreign clothes, flailing around like she had been chased. The people halted on the street, with their bags made of the sack, observing the woman who was running over at the wooden tables.
Althea was pursing her lips, determined to hide with the man that introduced himself as Wang Qing Long, the same as the one with the King who had been cursed by the Nian beast on a Lunar New Year.
