"I think we won't be able to find out anything." Zhen Wu shook his head.
Looking at them, everyone's face was clearly filled with panic, many people hurried by without stopping.
Those who could sit down here and have a sip of tea, also had a certain status, or had good spiritual power to ensure they would not fall into the trap of the royal tomb.
Yet, oddly enough, not a word about the royal tomb could be heard from these people.
He truly found it strange.
"Do you think maybe they dare not speak?"
"Should we capture someone and ask?" Shijian suggested.
"Alright."
Zhe Jue agreed, feeling that waiting like this was no solution. It might be better to just grab someone and ask directly.
...
A short while later, in a deserted alley.
An elderly woman, who was over fifty, had already been grabbed by Shijian.
