The second dragon roar erupted within East Market Street. This time, the sound was strikingly similar to the first, yet from start to finish, there was no trace of frailty in the tone—no dips or recesses to be heard.
The dragon roar originated from within East Market Street, and the locals naturally heard it loud and clear.
Some children were so frightened by the sound that they immediately burst into tears.
Some elderly folk, those with weaker constitutions, felt their hearts racing wildly upon hearing the roar, as though it might leap out of their chests.
But for most, they clasped the burning incense sticks from their homes and shops with joined hands, kneeling at their doorsteps to pray, "Oh Dragon King, bless us with good health and prosperous business."
East Market Street is a funeral street, where every household deals with the dead. Hearing such an unusual phenomenon, it's understandable that they knelt down to pray.
