"That's your business." The guard replied indifferently.
The crowd couldn't help but feel choked by his words, their faces showing a variety of expressions. In the end, however, all their indignation and unwillingness turned into silent endurance—they said nothing.
Of course, even if they did speak out, it wouldn't help; they might end up getting a beating instead.
"No more nonsense—everyone, get back to your own homes! If anyone sticks around, don't blame me for not being polite."
The guard urged them again.
The crowd, reluctant as they were, had no choice but to lower their heads and head back.
Bai Junjun hadn't expected such a large city to suddenly enter lockdown, with no time to prepare at all.
Could it be that Yuwen Jun had come up with some new prank?
But before she could dwell on it, Mei Hua dragged her away.
