Exiting the alley, Xiao Feng glanced down at the time.
8:40.
Although it was winter, there were still quite a few people on the street at this time.
Certainly not as lively as the monthly temple fair, but there was still quite a bit of foot traffic.
Counting the lampposts as he walked forward, Xiao Feng found that by the time he reached the fourth one, there was no one beneath it.
Upon closer inspection, he noticed a note stuck on it: There are too many people here, keep walking along this road, when you don't see anyone, you'll meet me.
The signature in the lower right corner was still a flower blooming in the storm.
"Rip!"
Xiao Feng tore the note off, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Being stood up like this was definitely irritating, but it might also be a deliberate attempt to lure him far away before taking action against the people in the courtyard.
However, having already informed Lin Zhiyan ahead of time, Xiao Feng put his heart at ease and continued walking forward.
