C281 The four directions of the city were in chaos

There was a teahouse on the shady side of the road. The owner was busy greeting customers with a white silk scarf over his head.

As they approached the desert, even the shade of the trees could not withstand the heat.

There were only five or six tables in the tea house, and a man and a woman were sitting at a table in the corner.

The man was around thirty years old. He wore white clothes