Three people had been running for four hours, of course, it was mostly Little White doing the running.
They arrived at one of the Great Xia border cities, Su City.
By then, it was late, and Jin Xu, accompanied by the two women, found an inn at random and rested for the night.
The next morning.
The little Taoist opened the window and looked out onto the street, intending to see what the weather was like today.
Suddenly, he froze.
Overnight, the streets had been draped in white gauze, and there were far fewer pedestrians on the road.
Jin Xu instantly let his Spiritual Sense spread out, enveloping the entire city, and in his inspection, he found that the entire Su City was like this, even seeing some very old, low-level monks silently burning paper money in every street and alley.
A sense of foreboding rose in the heart of the little Taoist.
