San Francisco.
Du Pont Street.
The name alone suggests that this street has quite a history.
In truth, this street was named during the Gold Rush era.
In the United States, it's considered quite historical.
With age, it naturally counts as an old district.
In a building rich with a sense of age, a special gathering is taking place.
What's special about this gathering is... everyone is wearing masks, and then among each other, if they feel like it, they can...
In short, it's all about being casual and unrestrained.
When Zhao Ying arrived here, the gathering had already reached its most heated phase.
However, eerily, not many people were making noise.
Even if they felt uncontrollably moved, they had to endure forcefully.
For example, not far from her, a female believer was being whipped.
Such a scene, yet Zhao Ying was completely uninterested.
She made her way to the top floor and then met the Saint Master in her heart.
She approached, whispered a few words.
