Luo Chuan picked up the thing that had fallen to the ground. Judging from its shape, it seemed to be a mask.
Its exterior was pure black, as though it could swallow even light itself. The eyeholes looked like openings casually gouged out.
A few winding dark-red patterns ran across its surface, faintly emanating a bizarre, frenzied aura that stirred an urge in whoever held it to put it on their face.
Of course, Luo Chuan was not affected in the slightest. After turning the mask over and giving it the assessment of "Really ugly," he casually tossed it onto the sofa in the shop.
A faint floral fragrance lingered in the air. With the Grand Flower Expo about to arrive, the entire city was shrouded in the scent of flowers, already transformed into a sea of blossoms.
Luo Chuan walked along the streets. The greenery on both sides was bursting with blooms, dazzling flowers blossoming in full splendor, while pedestrians wore the joy of the coming festival on their faces.
Though he was merely a passing traveler, being in such an environment naturally brought a subtle change to his mood, making him feel more relaxed.
Luo Chuan did not know what he wanted to do either. He wandered aimlessly, stepping forward to take a look whenever he encountered something interesting.
He tossed the newspaper in his hand into a trash bin. He had already read all its contents, nothing more than major and minor happenings in Sainia, with the main focus being news about the approaching Grand Flower Expo.
For instance, official statements about another country's envoy arriving in Sainia, or the city center plaza nearing completion. He had little interest in such information.
As time passed, the afternoon sunlight was no longer as brilliant as before. Because of