"They won't find me easily anymore."
Anna's whisper reached Lu Li's ears.
Lu Li's nod was lost in the jolting of the carriage. He turned his head towards Barton, who seemed as if nothing had happened before, "Is there anything you need to warn me about Elm Forest?"
Barton said, "Respect the forest. They despise those who do not respect them."
"They might already be dead."
Barton continued, "That principle applies everywhere."
"Anything else?"
Barton added another sentence, "Be careful not to fall, there's no place there to change your clothes."
It seemed he could not think of anything else to warn Lu Li about.
Half an hour later, the carriage arrived at Elm Street.
As the ancient texts were taken away, the street had returned to its previous state; under the curtain of rain, there were few pedestrians. Only a few houses had police tape outside, and faint figures were visible guarding them from either the shop windows across the street or behind the windows of the houses.