Ma Chengfeng galloped all the way, precisely avoiding the city's patrol teams. It seems this guy is not taking this route for the first time.
Late at night, the city was deserted, and on the roads, you could occasionally encounter a few lascivious guests emerging from the pleasure districts, their faces flushed from drinking, stumbling in groups of three or five.
Ma Chengfeng came to an alley.
This alley, compared to the wide and usual streets of the city center, appeared much more dilapidated—dirty, messy, and in poor condition.
The buildings here were not as prosperous as those in the city.
Ma Chengfeng hid in the shadows, as if waiting for someone?
Soon, two figures appeared in black night clothes. From their slender waists and pronounced chest muscles, it was clear they were two women.
"Master?"
One of them whispered.
They were indeed women.
Ma Chengfeng stepped out from the darkness.
"Disciple greets Master."
Ma Chengfeng raised his hand, "Get up."
