Confucian Temple
The road had been emptied. But there were still a large number of armed police clearing the way on both sides.
"Huh, why did that car stop?"
"What happened?"
When Cheng Shou stopped the car, many people in the car behind were very puzzled.
On both sides of the street, many passersby were also watching.
"Look, the first car has stopped, and it seems that someone is going to get off."
"It's definitely not easy to build such a large fleet...the people in it are definitely not easy, take out your phone and prepare to take a photo."
"Who is it that can make such a big movement?"
The voices of those citizens and tourists were quite lively.
And in their gaze, Cheng Shou got out of the car first.
"Master, don't you need me to be with you?" As for Wang An, he looked at Ye Bei with a lot of anticipation in his old eyes. He knew that once Ye Bei walked out of the car door, he would go directly to another place.