The eastern sky was faintly tinged with a hint of white, and the heavy dark clouds gradually became thinner. Soon, a flush of red spread across the sky, making the east glow beautifully.
Qu Tan'er wore a cloak, walking alone on the street of ordinary people.
The expression on her small face was extremely serene, with a trace of elusive contemplation hidden within, as if everything between heaven and earth no longer concerned her.
After a while.
There was a small food stall by the roadside.
It was selling fragrant buns and noodles.
Qu Tan'er paused, stepped forward, sat down calmly, ordered a plate of fried noodles and two buns. She was halfway through her meal, when her movements stopped abruptly, her delicate phoenix brows furrowed lightly, and she murmured softly, "Have they arrived?"
Within seconds.
Qu Tan'er was surrounded by some people.
