It was an instinct to be wary of his surroundings. This world was not safe.
Comparatively, Fang Ping was a little careless.
As they walked on the road, they would occasionally pass by a few people who were in a hurry. Without a public carriage, they could only rely on walking.
When there were slightly more people, Fang Ping and Qing Niao would repeat what they had said before.
Fang Ping looked at the street. Other than some workshops, most of the doors were closed.
The sky was slightly brighter, but there were even fewer people on the street. Moreover, there were only a few shops. There was not a single person on the street.
"It's really inconvenient to buy things in Fire Dragon City." Fang Ping wanted to buy a water bag and drink some water, but he did not see a single vendor.
"That's right. I forgot to bring a water bag out too. I'm a little thirsty from talking all the time."
