The two of them had not stood by the roadside for long before company arrived.
Several people who looked like no good sort surrounded them. However, mindful of the foot traffic here and the station guards not far away, the group did not make a move immediately. They seemed to be waiting for Zhang Heng and Old Man Geng to head somewhere more secluded before attacking.
Old Man Geng immediately grew nervous again and whispered to Zhang Heng, "What do you think? Can you handle this many people?"
"I can handle them, but it looks like I won't need to do anything." As Zhang Heng spoke, he looked across the road at a woman in a qipao.
She did not look like someone who belonged on this layer at all.
Her features were not particularly striking, only somewhat better than average. Even on the First Layer, she would have been just another face in the crowd. Yet she possessed an intensely distinctive aura.
Xu Qian had practiced dance and possessed good poise herself, but beside this woman, she would only pale in comparison. Even Qiu Wei, the top streamer from Xu Qian's company who had appeared in the mall's exterior advertisement and boasted tens of millions of followers, fell slightly short in terms of presence.
Qiu Wei was clearly prettier and younger, yet if the two stood together, Qiu Wei would be the one who looked more like the ugly duckling.
It was a strange feeling, as though an angel had been trapped inside a mortal body.
It was hard not to feel a little regretful. If she had Qiu Wei's face and started streaming, she could surely set the internet ablaze with ease and gain hundreds of millions of fanatical followers.
But beyond her appearance and aura, what Zhang