"Friend, your steps are hurried. Do you have an urgent matter?"
The voice of a man from the alley broke Little Drilling Wind's thoughts, pulling him back to reality.
Little Drilling Wind stopped and turned to look at the alley. It was already close to dusk, coupled with the high walls on both sides of the alley, the light inside was dim, making it hard to see. But he could vaguely make out a black long table inside the alley, with a slender man sitting behind it.
"If it's not urgent, why not come in and sit for a while? Though my abilities are limited, I might be able to help you solve your problems." The person inside the alley extended an invite.
Upon hearing this, Little Drilling Wind showed a change of expression. He reflected on the Hell's Movie prompt and stepped forward with his right foot.
