An indescribable sense of unease settled in Zheng Bolan's heart.
These young people, also from the Great Xia Empire, had a strange, unspoken air about them.
It felt as if they had planned this, as if they were targeting him specifically.
This filled Zheng Bolan with doubt.
He clearly remembered
that this whole affair had started simply because he was on a street in Chiyoda City
and had chanced upon two peerless beauties who looked like fairies descended to the mortal realm.
Captivated by their beauty, he had taken the initiative to approach and talk to them.
'So why do I now have this inexplicable feeling,'
'that these young people were deliberately luring me into a trap?'
Zheng Bolan was caught in a deep internal conflict.
He was by no means a reckless fool ruled by his base desires.
While his everyday conduct was a bit flamboyant,
that was a fairly common trait among the youth of the White-Red Empire; he was hardly unique.
