Daytime.
The streets of Peach Blossom Spring Town bustled with people, so lively that it hardly seemed like the apocalypse.
Luo Fan stood at a second-floor window, watching the scene with a touch of emotion.
A few days ago, this town had been quiet and deserted, with only three hundred or so people. Now, over four thousand Holy City residents had poured in. Lights came on in one vacant house after another, and footsteps sounded through the streets from morning to night.
It was not quite a complete transformation, but the town certainly had a new look.
The Qipao Weird stood beside him, still wearing Lin Wanqing's gentle, graceful appearance, except that her brows were slightly furrowed and the habitual smile at her lips had faded somewhat.
She said nothing, merely following Luo Fan's gaze toward the figures busying themselves in the streets, remaining silent for a good while.
"I'm getting ready to leave." Luo Fan withdrew his gaze and glanced sideways at her.
The Qipao Weird's brows drew tighter. She turned to look at Luo Fan and dispensed with empty pleasantries, asking bluntly, "Where are you going? Why don't you stay in Peach Blossom Spring Town a few more days? You've got your childhood friend looking out for you here, running water and electricity, and nothing to worry about safety-wise. Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
She deliberately emphasized "childhood friend," the corners of her lips curving as she spoke.
That was the cover story they had agreed on last night, but mentioning it when they were alone carried a teasing undertone that only the two of them understood.
Luo Fan shook his head. His voice was calm, but his refusal left no room for negotiation. "I'd like to stay a few more days, but I'm