Journey to Yun Prefecture

The customers gradually left.

They also bought a huge pile of beer and instant food. For many people, tonight would be a sleepless night.

The old man was the last of his family to leave. Before heading out, he grabbed two extra packs of cigarettes.

"Not going to get together with your friends?" he asked.

"Now?" Chen Xuan smiled and shook his head. "I still have to watch the shop."

"You're a strange one, kid. How can you be so patient?" The old man looked reflective. "After today, I'm afraid the world will change drastically. It reminds me of when we joined the WTO and bid for the Olympics. It was just as lively then."

"Did the world change afterward?"

"It did. You just couldn't feel it because you were born into the changes. But to our generation, those events were like clear dividing lines. Everything before and after was completely different."

Chen Xuan said nothing, because he saw a trace of melancholy in the man's eyes.

"Why am I telling you all this? Honestly." The old man laughed at himself, picked up the cigarettes from the counter, and tucked them into his pocket. "If you have friends, get in touch with them. I guarantee they have plenty they want to talk to you about too."

With that, he swayed out of the shop.

For some reason, Chen Xuan felt that the old man's figure was less nimble than before. The half hour he had spent here seemed like several years had passed.

Friends?

Did that coworker who had blocked him count?

Chen Xuan suddenly realized that he truly was alone in this city.

"Now we've become utterly unforgivable villains." Lin Qing interrupted his thoughts. "But that's also the Dimensional Limit Organization's usual method. Unless they have seen the future