As one of the main roads in Barracuda Bay's Saltwater District, Rope Street was relatively broad.
Even with the street bustling and packed with people, and with carriages occasionally passing by amid shrill neighs, Xia Nan and the others still kept a certain amount of space around them in the crowd, enough to move freely.
They were like a small cobblestone in a stream. The crowded flow of people split to either side, forming a small, slightly conspicuous yet not uncommon pocket of empty space around them.
Even if people squeezed shoulder to shoulder with the passersby beside them, even glaring and cursing at one another because of bodily collisions, very few would take the initiative to step into the small blank space formed by Xia Nan, Colin, and Paddy.
Of course, it was not because the locals of Barracuda Bay were especially polite, nor because they gave special treatment to outsiders like them.
It was purely because Xia Nan had deliberately not fully restrained his aura. Instead, he had released it slightly, raising his presence in the crowd by a small degree.
Although Barracuda Bay had long since broken away from its original savage and wild stage of development under the bloody suppression of the kingdom and The Church, that did not mean it was orderly or safe.
Its natural geographic position as an important port of the kingdom, together with the fact that a branch of the Adventurers Association was located here, made this bay city even more of a mixed bag than River Valley Town.
At the very least, the "Corpse Collectors" here never lacked work. Being busy from morning till night was perfectly normal.
Especially in a district like Saltwater District, where the urban area was far too broad and the forces of public security were