"Huh?"
Just as Zhu Zi'Er was muttering to herself, she suddenly felt something and looked in a certain direction across the street.
Meanwhile, Yi Beidou, who had stood up and was walking away from Elena, also stopped in his tracks and looked toward the same spot.
What were they looking at?
The crowd followed their gazes.
There, on the roof of a three-story shop across the street, a tall figure had appeared at some point, his arms crossed over his chest.
His back was to the sun, casting a massive shadow.
As the crowd's eyes fell upon him, the figure suddenly leaped down from the rooftop, which was over ten meters high. Amid the onlookers' gasps, he landed steadily on the ground and strode toward Yi Beidou and the others.
This man was also Caucasian, with slightly curled blond hair draped over his broad shoulders. His physical proportions were as perfect as a statue from Ancient Greece.
