Wan Hua Lou is situated right in the center of this flower alley, and from here, walking less than a hundred and ten feet westward would bring you to a bustling crossroads.
However, at this moment, the crossroads are rather desolate, given the recent commotion caused by the black-clad men searching vigorously, stirring unrest within the city.
Coupled with the arrival of the literary elite bearing the holy literary plaque, people have opted to stay quietly at home instead of indulging in revelry.
Even those scholars who often look down on others dare not act rashly at the moment.
After all, the esteemed scholars of the literary society are now in the city, and any wayward act that becomes known to them could ruin one's prospects.
Under such circumstances, the entire flower alley is eerily quiet.
Xue An and his group followed a little maid to turn south at the crossroads, and after walking a short distance, they turned into a side alley on the left.
