A distinct feeling of unease

Renlu was not a big city, in fact, Zhang Wang likened it more to a town, huddled in a corner of the world rarely frequented. But in this world, cities were not nearly as sprawling as the ones that he knew in his previous life. 

So he SUPPOSED this place could get a pass as a city. 

But the size of the place and the lacking building he counted were not the reasons why Zhang Wang disliked Renlu. Instead, it was that same ominous feeling that permeated the roads. It was not entirely barren, like Deng Village was, but Zhang Wang couldn't help but count eyes about them, following their every move. 

He couldn't tell if the townsfolk were being cautious or predatory, leaving a distinct feeling of unease.