Ye Qingchen heard Xiao Xiao's discontent, and slightly turned his head to glance at her, with a hint of reassurance in his eyes.
He knew the unwillingness and anger in Xiao Xiao's heart, but they had to remain calm at this moment. Ye Qingchen's eyes scanned the surroundings, quickly assessing the situation in his mind.
At this moment, the atmosphere on the street was still tense. In the distance, soldiers patrolled in groups of threes and fives, scrutinizing each passerby with a careful eye.
The soldiers held weapons, each with a tense expression, their eyes sharp as an eagle's, clearly searching carefully for suspicious individuals.
Pedestrians on the street walked hastily, each with their head lowered, fearing to draw the soldiers' attention.
Not far away, a vendor was surrounded and questioned by several soldiers, whose harsh tones and cold expressions only heightened the surrounding tension.
