It was noon.
On the main street, hawkers' cries rose and fell one after another. Though a scorching sun blazed overhead, even weather this hot did not seem able to wilt the peddlers' thirst for making money.
As Lu Chuan walked back, he looked here and there at the things of this era, finding them fresh and rather interesting.
The things from his former world did not exist here. Of course, this place also had many things that world had never possessed.
This was a world of myth, no longer a normal historical era.
"Hey, Zhang Cheng, look. Isn't that the kid from a few days ago?" As Lu Chuan passed a small roadside tea stall, a man drinking tea asked another young man in his twenties.
Hearing this, the young man turned his head and stared at Lu Chuan's back for quite a while before frowning. "It does look like him. Come on, follow him and take a look!"
The first man immediately nodded. The two set down their tea money on the low table, quickly rose, and followed after him.
"It's him, all right!"
The two followed carefully behind Lu Chuan, and before long, they had confirmed it.
"Good. I'll go notify the others. You keep your eye on him. Whatever you do, don't lose him." Taking advantage of the moment when Lu Chuan stopped in front of a mirror stall to look at bronze mirrors, the two discussed it.
Then one of them quickly left, leaving only that young man, Zhang Cheng, to continue watching Lu Chuan.
Before long, Lu Chuan put the item down and continued forward. A little while later, he turned a corner and entered an alley.
"Where is he? Why is he gone?"
Afraid of losing him, Zhang Cheng hurried after him. But