After having breakfast, when Wang Zijia set out for work, he noticed the horse carriages, once common sights, were nowhere to be found.
Failing to find any after a while, he checked the time, slightly accelerated his pace, and transformed into a shadow, meandering through the streets and alleys towards the city center.
"Patter...clatter..."
Having barely traveled for a while, Wang Zijia was drawn to noises of a fight and halted. At the same time, his vital energy seemed strangely stirred, becoming extremely active.
A moment of doubt later, he carefully sensed around and found the source seemingly just next to him in an alley.
With a twinkling gaze, Wang Zijia hesitated briefly, then promptly turned and headed for the adjacent alley.
He crossed the street, cautiously peered into the alley from the entrance. There were no signs of people - at least, no living ones.
