Qilin Street, a bustling thoroughfare situated in Donglin Wang City, is a street full of eateries and entertainment.
A young man with a sickly pale complexion looked calmly at his surroundings. Beside him, a woman clung to him like a dependent bird.
They seemed like a typical couple on Qilin Street, yet their eyes remained indifferent to everything, showing no interest in the new attractions or fragrant snacks around them.
They seemed to be waiting for someone, staying quiet even when bumped into, without any sign of displeasure.
At this moment, a middle-aged man pushed a snack cart over, and the young woman suddenly pouted, saying, "Brother, I want to eat this."
"Then buy it." The young man calmly uttered three words, and though he was young, his voice carried an inexplicable sense of age.
The middle-aged vendor chuckled, "My snacks are famous far and wide, if it's not good, you don't have to pay!"
