chapter 1202 Layla Shen's home

The two walked hand in hand on the streets of the southern district, aimlessly wandering around. When they got hungry, they found a small shop to eat, and when they got tired, they found a place to rest. For both, such a life was rare, completely carefree, without thinking about work or deceitful matters. Now it was already dark, but there were still many people bustling about on the streets, some carrying poles and selling goods, some doing business on the roadside, arguing red-faced over ten dollars. Layla...