Watching the 'mysterious figure' hidden in the shadows, with only a pair of eyes staring at Chen Kong and the others on the screen.
The Dimensional Audience immediately sensed that something was wrong.
'Hey, hey, hey! Who's that guy hiding in the shadow in the corner of the screen?! He's just showing his eyes and staring at Old Kong and the others!'
'He should be from that Starfrost Faction, right? Wasn't Liuli the one who called Old Tian and the others over because of this?'
'Wait! Isn't Old Tian still in Deep Blue Capital playing "sweet duos" with Caroline? Can Old Kong and the others handle this?'
'Shut your mouth, the guy above! Our Precious Li is on the team too! Do you think Precious Li is just air?! Precious Li is storming with grievance.jpg'
'Hahaha, Precious Li's fans have gone feral! But seriously, without Tiandao here, this feels kind of nerve-racking...'
Evening had descended upon Crimson Mist Capital, and the air was filled with the warm-up excitement before the Fireworks Festival began.
The charred fragrance of grilled squid drifted on the breeze. Stalls selling goldfish scooping games were surrounded by children clutching their little nets, presenting an idyllic scene of peaceful days.
Yet as Chen Kong and the others walked on, they gradually sensed something strange about their surroundings.
As they continuously approached the beach where the Fireworks Festival was being held, not only did the crowds along the streets thin considerably, but even the surrounding environment became 'colder.'
This was clearly strange. Logically, the closer they got to the beach hosting the Fireworks Festival, the more people there should have been.
At that moment, Liu Ma suddenly stopped and rubbed his arms, a puff of white mist escaping from his mouth.
"Do you... feel like something's wrong?"
"Obviously,