So the children all ran excitedly into the curtain of water, opening their mouths wide to eat the Sweet Dew.
The adults, influenced by the children, also silently caught a few droplets and tasted them, finding them indeed refreshingly sweet and joyfully delightful.
While everyone was indulging in the sweetness of the mist, the fog before their eyes gradually dissipated.
A beautiful street appeared, with double-storey wooden buildings as exquisite as Sky Street.
The rooms of the small buildings varied in size but were all empty. At the entrance hung a small flag that read "Market."
The people of the Fire-Swallowing Tribe did not understand what it was, but Mr. Shan Hai and the others widened their eyes,
Could there actually be a marketplace here?
Those who had once lived in the city quickly stepped in, only to find the marketplace empty, as if waiting for its new master.
