Even the dense gray fog that lingered around all year was briefly pushed aside, clearing the area within ten miles.
"It's the Jingpeng Ship!" someone in the market exclaimed in shock, causing the old man who just offered incense and finished his prayers at the Buddhist Temple to tremble with fear, nearly dropping his tobacco pipe.
"Isn't it?"
He stared blankly at the descending giant beast's carcass, feeling a bit like crying without tears:
"I escaped from the Golden Province, and yet I'm still this unlucky... I just randomly pick a place to do business, and I run into this?"
The small old man mumbled as the Jingpeng landed.
Under the watchful eyes of the market vendors and countless passersby, the monstrous mouth of Jingpeng opened slightly, and people began to disembark one after another.
"It's the Investigation Bureau!" someone exclaimed.
