Shen Yong was a man of his word. After everyone had eaten their fill, he and Tuan Chuan walked at the very front of the procession, with Tuan Chuan leading the way to where that group of people lived.
From a long way off, Yun Qingyue and Li Lianhua began uncomfortably blocking their sense of smell. Unlike the long-standing smell of decay in Chinatown, the air here drifted with an indescribable, foul stench and the smell of blood, which was utterly nauseating!
The moment Li Lianhua caught the scent, his expression darkened, and Shen Yong reacted the exact same way. Yun Qingyue merely despised those foreigners for lacking basic hygiene; she had no idea what the stench truly signified.
Chapter 110