In the small town, several buildings standing over ten stories high soared proudly above the rest, standing out like cranes among chickens.
The glass on the buildings seemed as if it hadn't been cleaned for over a decade, covered in a layer of dust.
Inside the buildings, the railings on the staircases were greasy and blackened.
A man clad in some kind of uniform military outfit looked at Wen Min and Qi Yuan, letting out a belch, "Old Man Chen asked me to escort you over, no problem, but... you'll need to behave along the way, got it?"
As he spoke, the uniformed man lifted his coat to reveal a gun tucked into his waistband.
"No problem!" Wen Min, the burly man, hurriedly agreed.
Qi Yuan didn't speak, which was taken as consent.
"And, as per the rules... you have to hand over your weapons," the uniformed man said, eyeing the two.
Without any hesitation, Wen Min pulled out two guns from around his waist and handed them to the uniformed man.