Passersby rushed past, with mules and horses galloping and a few carriages circling around the two men... After all, Lu Yuanming's three-meter height was truly shocking, that height and build could actually cause carriages to collapse if he bumped into them.
For a moment, both of them felt dizzy, as they looked at the crowds around them. They remained silent for a few seconds before Lu Yuanming hesitantly said, "Is this... ancient times?"
"Yeah, not just ancient times, but probably the ancient times of martial arts, too."
Tang Zhe'an pointed towards the distant city. They saw chaos on the city walls, and shortly after, a man and a woman leapt down from the walls. But as they fell, they showed no respect for Comrade Newton—instead, they glided down slowly as if floating. They obviously didn't have wires on their heads, right?
