The next day, Xiang Yu and the others wore red clothes, symbolizing the mark of Red Mist.
Tie Zhuzi and Eck were eager to play and went out early. Meanwhile, Xiang Yu and Xiao Xuan wandered around the streets casually.
The slums are a lifeless city, the outside world ignores them, and it can be said that this place is isolated from the world.
Even if the outside world is in chaos, no one wants to come here because there's nothing to gain.
Walking down the street, people quickly avoided Xiang Yu and Xiao Xuan.
"Brother, they seem to be afraid of us," Xiao Xuan said.
"It's not us they fear, but these clothes," Xiang Yu replied lightly.
At that moment, a young man in shabby clothes stood there coldly and said, "You're new here, why did you join them?"
Xiang Yu turned to look, seeing the young man. He appeared young, with messy hair and a gaunt face; if he dressed up a bit, he might be a spirited youth.
