Yan Mo did not speak again after that.
He simply turned and began to walk away.
Han Jun and Li Shan were both caught off guard by it, exchanging quick glances before moving after him, their steps quick as they tried to catch up.
"Where are you going?" Han Jun asked, slightly confused as he followed behind.
There was no answer.
Yan Mo did not slow down.
Li Shan frowned slightly.
"What is wrong with him now?" he muttered, though he still followed.
They moved away from the main market, leaving behind the noise and crowd as Yan Mo led them into the inner streets, where the paths were narrower, quieter, and far less crowded, and the further they went, the more the surroundings changed, until they reached a part of the village where the atmosphere felt completely different.
There—
They saw them.
Beggars.
A few of them sat along the sides of the street, their clothes worn and dirty, their bodies thin, their eyes tired as they watched people pass without much expectation.
