Upon seeing the red flowers in the sky, Mu Yuan's heart clenched.
A profound fear washed over him.
If these five flowers were like the one last night, the main street encompassed almost all the residents of Yao City!
Mu Yuan's mind went blank, and he froze on the spot.
Suddenly, a hand patted his back, as if to reassure him. Then, Ling Yan's steady voice sounded in his ear:
"It's alright, it's different."
Hearing the sound, Ling Yan also felt a moment of panic, but he quickly calmed down.
The sound was different.
Although both sounded like gunshots, the sound just now was much duller than last night's, not as crisp.
Looking at the flowers in the sky again, although they were all a vibrant red, as they bloomed in the air, no misty rain fell. Instead, a peculiar fragrance spread out.
Ling Yan subconsciously covered his mouth and nose. After smelling the scent, Mu Yuan followed suit, covering his own and Hou San's mouths.
