Varieties of Cantonese hawkers' calls were incessant...
The lights were just as dazzling, but unlike the twinkling neon around Victoria Harbour, these were lights full of the atmosphere of everyday life...
Seeing the surrounding dilapidated buildings, Gu Heng finally felt the old Hong Kong vibe from the old movies...
Rolls-Royces for travel, two professional-looking beauties, and several bodyguards following behind...
Even an idiot would know Gu Heng was no ordinary person, and tourists around him unconsciously kept a distance...
Gu Heng was happy to have it this way...
These people clearing the way meant he didn't have to squeeze through the crowd like others inside...
"Miss Zheng, are you familiar with Temple Street?"
As he walked towards Temple Street, Gu Heng chatted with Zheng Jiayi with a smile, making sporadic conversation.
"I guess you could say I understand it..."
"You guess?"
Gu Heng asked, puzzled.
