Time grew later, and the path deepened further with each step.
This Metropolitan City was not only the East City but also the largest market in all of Daxing City, twice the size of the ordinary markets surrounding it. The crisscrossing streets and the rows of buildings made it feel more like entering a fantastical maze as one ventured further in.
Before long, Pei Xingyuan had lost his way.
He cautiously observed his surroundings, yet the tall buildings' shadows kept shifting backward, leaving him unable to anchor himself with any familiar point of reference.
Just then, one of the black-clad figures walking beside the carriage suddenly stopped.
Pei Xingyuan immediately turned to look. This was the fourth person to halt at an intersection along this journey. The carriage carried on, quickly leaving the person far behind, but Pei Xingyuan could still see him standing guard at the crossroads, blocking anyone from approaching from any direction.
