It was already evening, the busiest time on the street.
On both sides of the street where he stood, there were vendors everywhere calling out to sell their wares.
In the never-ending stream of people, children were playing and adults were chasing behind, scolding them.
"Being an ordinary person is quite nice too!"
Watching these scenes, Chen Xuan couldn't help but sigh.
In the eyes of these people, as long as the war doesn't reach here, it's naturally unrelated to them. Besides, this is the Imperial City of Great Zhou, unless Great Zhou is destroyed, it's very safe.
As for the Demon Race, they didn't know about it at all.
Of course, it had nothing to do with them.
"Brother, brother, come and chase me!" Suddenly a little girl in floral clothes ran towards Chen Xuan, frequently looking back at a slightly older boy behind her.
"Don't run, little sister! Be careful not to fall!"
It was obvious that this brother was quite competent, but his words seemed to be jinxed.
"Thud!"
