Under Xiao Nai's guidance, Huo Lian's carriage wound its way in a zigzag manner toward the North City.
There is an old saying in the Capital City: "East City wealthy, West City noble, North City poor, South City degraded." If the South City is filled with servants, then the North City is undoubtedly a slum, the most chaotic area in the entire Capital City.
No matter how prosperous a place is, there are always people at the bottom struggling to survive in the shadows.
The carriage drove into an alley, and Xiao Nai finally signaled Qi Xi to stop the vehicle.
Qi Xi looked around at the surroundings. The narrow alley was densely packed with a dozen households, and he couldn't shake the feeling that eyes were secretly watching them from the shadows.
He had sensed something was amiss coming here, but since the young master hadn't instructed to stop, he still drove the carriage to this point.
