As the setting sun continued to glow, the yellow light dimmed. Some families in the city had already lit oil lamps.
At this moment, many sellers packed up and left the city.
Amidst the crowd at the city gate.
A devilish youth with flowing azure hair and a dark gray cloak walked into the city.
If it was in broad daylight, the youngster's attire would definitely attract attention and even cause alarm.
However, as night fell, the youth's figure seemed to be a little dim and didn't stand out.
"San Francisco hasn't changed much in a year."
Bobby murmured.
Not many people in San Francisco recognized him.
Compared to a year ago, Bobby's figure had become taller and taller. Whether it was his appearance or his aura, he was completely different.
As they approached the Brown territory, the flow of people increased.
"When did so many people appear at the Brown Clan's entrance?"
Bobby revealed a strange expression.