As the rays of the setting sun shone upon them, the shadows of the two men became longer and longer.
Bu Fang stood up and stretched his body as he prepared to close the bronze gate in front of the store. He was ready to end the day's business.
As the two men approached his store from a distant place, they directly walked toward it. When they stepped on the crushed stones, a cracking sound resounded and filled the area.
Tong He's gaze was mild and calm. His blood-red hair fluttered in the wind and his gaze fell on Bu Fang. More accurately, his gaze fell on the tower which was on Bu Fang's neck.
That tower was none other than the Shura Tower.
Tong He became extremely excited at this moment. After looking for the Shura Tower for such a long time, he was finally able to catch a glimpse of it.
