The car traveled through the underground passageway and soon arrived at another villa garage.
Like before, attendants waited in the entrance hall. This time, there was no need to deliberate over whether to get out; all four entered the hall together.
After only a few steps, Tang Li laughed. "This place is even more deserted than the high-end district. There's no one here at all."
This time, Meng Wan led them straight into the elevator and selected the ground floor. As the doors closed, she calmly explained, "It's too late. It's 5 in the morning now. In winter, sunrise in the East Eighty-Two District is before 7 in the morning. Once the sun rises, the Black Sun's power increases sharply and may harm non-professionals. The ritual generally lasts around an hour, longer or shorter depending on each person's constitution. From this point on, the risks rise considerably, so there are naturally fewer people."
"Tsk. This treatment doesn't feel so great."
"Though the schedule was changed at the last minute, this time should pose no problem for Lady Tang Zi. As for Mr. Du, because he is affected by a special curse, removing it would theoretically require stronger Black Sun power."
"Theoretically?"
"After all, this is also the first time we've encountered such a situation... Please."
The elevator arrived, and the car doors opened. A sweetly fishy smell rushed at them.
Meng Wan extended a hand in invitation, her gesture impeccably poised.
Yet when her words reached his ears, Du Shicai, who had entered the elevator later and was now at the front, visibly hesitated.
"What are you worried about?" Tang Li gave him a shove, pushing him directly out of the elevator. "Isn't my sister here? Her constitution is special. She can be used as that regulating valve... That's what