Chapter 7: Decision (1)
Bright golden sunlight poured down.
Baiqiu Village, surrounded by dark green mountains and forests, looked like a piece of dark chocolate in the middle of a green cake, standing out sharply.
The entire village sat atop a large patch of grayish-white hills, at the top of the ridge.
There were more than thirty scattered tile-roofed houses in the village.
At this moment, at the western edge of the village, a pale-faced man was leisurely strolling, glancing around from time to time, looking nervous.
The man wore a gray T-shirt and yellow casual pants, both dirty and wrinkled, clearly long overdue for a wash. His hair, oily and sweaty, was styled into a mohawk.
On his feet were a pair of gray, nearly unrecognizable sneakers, which were not suited for the muddy ground beneath him.
Around Baiqiu Village, there were no sounds of insects or birds, only the soft crunch of the man’s steps on the ground.
“About fifteen minutes now.”