At that time, while still on the run, I unknowingly followed him everywhere in our escape. Now I can't remember whether it was him leading me, or me following him.
Mu Rongyun extended his left hand, and Hong Lian took a step back, his spine pressed against the windowsill. This is the slum in the northern district; the original residents have been relocated due to government zoning plans, presumably to better environments, which is quite fortunate and the best way to silence those poor folks.
