Ling Chengyan anxiously scanned her surroundings again. The person she was waiting for hadn't arrived yet, but the dragon and lion dance troupe had.
The Yuanxiaojie Festival is one of the rare festive days of the year. The dragon and lion dance troupe wore brightly colored costumes, beating gongs and drums, creating a deafening ruckus—a lively spectacle indeed.
Yet, Ling Chengyan felt no attachment to the scene. She turned and squeezed through the crowd, heading toward a small street behind the department store.
This was the street where Ling Chengyan had bought fireworks before the New Year. It was lined with warehouses and usually very quiet, with hardly anyone around. Moreover, with everyone gathered on the main street to watch the dragon and lion dances, this area was even more deserted.
Ling Chengyan seemed eager to accomplish something, hastily moving forward. Two groups trailed her from behind, the first being the ones she intended to bait.
