Figures and vehicles coming and going one after another.
However, in this block, it's so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
As if it's a road leading to the unknown.
But Su Ping knows, just before stepping onto this path, he clearly saw from his original spot that there were real human figures walking on this path too.
It seemed like the most ordinary block.
But once you step in, everything changes.
More bizarrely, besides him and Zhu Hong, even the passing pedestrians who saw the strangeness of the two of them had no intention of stepping onto this street.
This street seems to exist between reality and illusion.
Between existence and nonexistence.
"Is this Dragon City?"
Su Ping murmured to himself.
Zhu Hong smiled slightly: "Not yet, enter further up ahead, and you'll know."
At the end of the road is a railing full of ceremonial sense.
As if it's the dividing point that thoroughly separates reality from illusion, yet perfectly merges the Imperial Capital and Dragon City.
