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Chapter 795: Chapter 318: An Overly Enthusiastic Horror Fairy Tale!

In two slightly smaller blue and white bowls is a fragrant beef stew.

And two bowls of rice, distinct in grains, mixed with diced mushrooms and carrot bits.

"Come, eat while it’s hot!"

The elder sister put down the food but didn’t leave immediately, instead leaning against the edge of the nearby table, her face displaying a kind, elder-like smile, her gaze wandering over the young faces of Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei quietly picked up the chopsticks, starting to carefully carve off the beef steak that Fang Qingyu handed over and mixed it into the rice.

Fang Qingyu picked up his portion.

Skillfully repeating the same steps.

Watching the quiet, tacit interaction of the young couple, the elder sister’s smile deepened, with a touch of concern she asked, "You two kids, looking so young, why did you run to this City of Injustice?"

Fang Qingyu swallowed a bite of food mixed with rich meat juice and the fragrance of rice, then looked up and smiled, his expression candid: "We are Transcendents, heard this place is quite unique, so we came to have a look, kind of... a tour."

"Transcendents?"

The elder sister’s smile faded a bit, her brows slightly furrowed, with a trace of imperceptible worry in her eyes.

She subconsciously glanced toward the direction of a huge shadow outside the door, her body leaning slightly forward, her voice lowered almost to a whisper: "That means you must be extra careful! We are from the same hometown, that’s why I am saying this...this place, especially near over there." She gestured with her eyes in the direction of Celestial Punishment Association’s buildings, "It’s not peaceful! I’ve heard...Transcendents often disappear mysteriously!"

Fang Qingyu’s carving motion paused slightly, he raised his head, his gaze calm as he looked at the elder sister: "Disappear? Near... the Celestial Punishment Association?"

The elder sister nodded nervously, her eyes filled with a mix of dread and warning: "Indeed it is! That’s just what I’ve heard, but it’s described with such detail. You better listen to me, eat and leave quickly, don’t linger here, especially at night!"

She seemed to feel she had said too much, quickly straightened up, waving her hand, "Oh, see, how talkative I am... You eat, call me if you need more."

After speaking, she hastened back to the kitchen.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei exchanged a glance.

Unexpectedly, even while having a meal, they encountered a surprise.

There is a frequent disappearance of Transcendents near the Celestial Punishment Association, that surely can’t be a coincidence.

The two silently finished this dinner with a taste of home but tasteless.

After paying the bill, Fang Qingyu sincerely thanked toward the kitchen direction: "Sister, the taste is very authentic, thank you."

The elder sister peeked out from the kitchen, forcing a smile on her face.

Watching them walk out of the store and head toward the Celestial Punishment Association’s area, she finally just sighed lightly, muttering to herself: "Ah, not listening to warnings..."

...

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei walked straight towards that block surrounded by tall, thorn-like spiked stone walls.

Across a relatively wide but sparsely populated street.

Officially entering the territory of the Celestial Punishment Association.

The scene before them was completely different from the eerie and ominous one they imagined.

On both sides of the street were also rows of shops, brightly lit.

Grocery stores, snack stalls, there was even a small shop selling Transcendents’ items, with a complete range.

There were pedestrians on the street.

Wearing ordinary clothes, walking hurriedly.

However.

The strange part was the atmosphere.

The shop owners and clerks here all wore an...extremely enthusiastic, extremely solicitous smile.

Their eyes were bright, their movements swift.

Even though it was nighttime, seeing Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei, these two clearly new faces walking by, they eagerly invited them.

"Young man! Look at the newly arrived dried sea fish, great for stew!"

"Miss! Freshly baked sweet cake, have a taste?"

"Dear customers, need to buy some daily necessities? Our shop has everything, fair prices!"

This enthusiasm.

In the City of Injustice, it seemed quite abrupt.

For normal people outside, encountering strangers would at least bring a bit of caution.

Whereas here, if ignoring the architectural style, it was almost like a shopping street in the Federation.

This must be incorrect.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei passed by with blank faces.

Ignoring those enthusiastic invitations.

The two took a walk along the main street, then turned into several alleys.

Besides the religious feel of the architectural style and the abnormal enthusiasm of the store owners, they did not find any obvious anomalies.

Not even a few patrolling guards were visible.

Only occasionally did they see one or two figures in dark gray linen robes, hoods covering most of their faces, hurriedly passing by, deaf to the hustle and bustle along the road.

Directly disappearing into the shadowed doorways of those tall buildings.

It was relatively calm.

Talking about gathering information was out of the question.

Fang Qingyu tried stopping in front of a grocery store, pretending to select items, casually asking if the Celestial Punishment Association headquarters was open for visiting.

The shop owner’s smile momentarily froze.

Then became even more radiant, but a trace of extreme fear flashed deep in his eyes, waving his hands repeatedly, speaking quickly: "Oh, customer you must be joking, that place is a Holy Land, not just anyone can enter! We, small business owners, don’t even dare to get close! Do you need anything else? This spice has just arrived from the south..."

That fear was unmistakably real.

Fang Qingyu realized continuing to ask would yield no useful information, so after randomly buying a pack of meaningless spices, he and Jiang Wei left the shop.

Next to the street, Fang Qingyu took one last glance at the building complex behind him.

After walking a round.

The overall feeling was like a meticulously arranged stage.

Everyone was performing normal life according to a predetermined script.