Passing through a small market, Colin couldn't help but click his tongue twice.
If this were back home, the prices would surely be several times higher...
But before he could take a closer look, he abruptly sensed something, his gaze shifting through the crowd until it finally settled on a middle-aged, plump woman with dark skin and a bald head, covered in large, odd tattoos of lightning, ocean storms, and other symbolic patterns.
Some stationed personnel, upon seeing her, betrayed a hint of fear in their eyes, then stepped aside, not daring to block her way.
It was as if they were avoiding something.
Colin also noticed that on this woman, there was a faint hint of an abnormal presence...
This presence was somewhat similar to that "squatting toilet, octopus head" statue he had seen not long ago.
Colin immediately restrained his thoughts, held his breath, and quietly followed her.
