84 Like a Dead Bird

It had nothing to do with them, MingYu knew it, but he couldn't help feeling worried over childe Ma. The youth was clearly unstable and letting him run amok in the city unattended and disoriented was definitely not safe. The Ma's were very wealthy, even if childe Ma didn't hurt himself, he could be kidnapped and held for ransom money.

Distraught images of childe Ma being hurt or lost filled MingYu's mind as the three of them stepped along a smaller side street. Most of the shops around the area had closed down or ran out of business. Wooden planks were nailed over the doors, while some of the shop signs were covered in dirt and cobwebs.

Years of neglect had turned the road they walk on uneven and slowly being overtaken by weeds that sprouted through the cracks of the brick pavement.