The Mantis Preys on the Cicada

In a market downtown, amidst the smell of rotting leaves and sewers, the youth trudged through the mud, looking at the messiness around him. "Senior, are you sure it’s here?"

"Don’t worry, don’t worry. I remember it’s right around here!" Charles nodded with extreme confidence. "Just walk forward and take a turn!"

"You said that ten minutes ago when we were still on a main road, and now we’re in this weird place!" Ye Qingxuan’s face was full of regret.

"This is Avalon!" Charles patted his shoulder strongly. "It’s always full of surprises! Ah, these carrots look cheap. How about we buy some for stew?"