As they stepped further into the heart of Huayuan, the true essence of the district unfolded before them. Women in elegant cheongsams glided past with mysterious smiles while men in suits haggled with vendors over rare trinkets. Every turn seemed to lead to another maze-like street, each with its own secrets.
But none agreed to answer Jia's questions about Yong. The customers roaming around the streets and completely immersed in enjoying their time suddenly jolted with attention as soon as their gazes fell on Jia.
"A cop?"
"What is a cop doing here?"
"Aren't cops allowed here?"
Whispers filled with anguish and tension floated in the air and some customers even rushed towards the exit.
Jia was oblivious to her surroundings and the effect her presence caused. She was solely focused on finding Yong.
"Wait, didn't we just pass through this street?" Jia looked up at the board sign above.
