Evening, a corner of the small town.
In the alley, small stalls started setting up one after another: pig's head meat, marinated beef, oil-seared tofu... The half-street was filled with the bustling aroma of food.
Groups of three or five people queued up to buy cooked food, and there were children holding change buying a bag of fried peanuts and half-portion of oil-seared tofu, which made a nice side dish for the adults at home to enjoy with drinks.
Under the dim streetlights, Qiu Buyi and his group approached from afar, bypassing the crowd and entering a deep, quiet alley.
The alley was narrow, accommodating roughly one person at a time.
Thus, the alley was named One-Person Alley.
"Brother, why are we here?" Qiu Wanmian, following behind, couldn't help but ask.
She was unclear, and Ge Changfeng seemed even more puzzled.
It was apparent that losing the duel during the day had deeply affected Qiu Buyi.
"To meet someone," Qiu Buyi responded gravely.
