C615 The Undercurrent Was Surging

Perhaps it was Wai Yu's words that left Yang Xuan feeling somewhat unsettled. Once Wai Yu had drifted off to sleep, Yang Xuan made his way toward the exit.

At high noon, the bustling streets of Lo Capital were alive with activity. Young women, dressed in a variety of attire, walked purposefully along the thoroughfares, each on their own mission.

A brisk, cold wind swept through the air