In the afternoon.
Tiger Lian Mountain's people finally came to the inn to deliver a notice.
During Ninggu City's lockdown, residents could move about on the city's main streets, but going to remote areas required stating a necessary reason.
Other than inns, all other shops were forbidden from doing business, and people were not allowed to gather or make a commotion in the streets.
Put plainly, people could go out for a stroll, but they could not conduct business or stir up trouble.
And the places they could stroll were limited to the main streets.
Jiang Qiao watched as the locals in the inn gradually left.
He decided to take a walk as well.
Shen Boxia did not accompany him, remaining at the inn to observe the situation. After leaving alone, Jiang Qiao entered Ninggu City's empty streets.
The afternoon sunlight spilled across the stone slab road.
Yet it brought little warmth.
The tightly shut door panels and faded shop signs on either side of the street cast crooked shadows beneath the sunlight. The entire city looked like a gravely ill person.
Deathly still.
Without the slightest trace of vitality.
Jiang Qiao slowly walked along the main street, looking like an ordinary idler out for a stroll.
Every now and then, he saw a few Tiger Lian Mountain guards standing at street corners, sabers hanging from their waists as their wary gazes swept the surroundings, but they did not come forward to question him.
Only allowed to move about on the main streets?
A faint smile appeared on Jiang Qiao's face as he quickly turned into a secluded alley.
This order was rather interesting.
Perhaps.
There might be some surprise waiting in the remote areas.
The alley was narrow, with tall firewalls on either side and moss growing thickly at