In the blurred crowd, everyone had their heads down as they pushed forward through the torrential rain, trying to get as little wet as possible and squeeze ahead by another spot or two.
Only this one person stood amid the sea of people as though completely out of place. He moved incredibly slowly—or, upon closer inspection, perhaps he had never moved at all, merely being carried forward by the crowd.
"Thump, thump, thump..."
In the chaotic world, Lan Yu found that his own heartbeat had been amplified without limit, as if a huge drum were beating right beside his ear.
He had never believed in coincidences of fate. What he trusted most was his own Calculation Ability.
Ji Li really had come for him this time. He really had...
Lan Yu's expression became especially unnatural. His feet involuntarily took half a step back before he forcibly stopped himself.
Behind him was a cold, hard pane of glass, reflecting patient after patient and their family members entering the hospital. The interior was incomparably noisy; with so many people around, some disputes seemed to have broken out as well.
But none of that could make the matter before him any worse. Nor did he have any reason to be this flustered, this miserable.
Ji Li had come for him, naturally for a reason, but Lan Yu should not have been afraid.
This was Branch No. 1. Even if only ten people remained after Gu Qingyun had slaughtered them, Li Yi was still here, and the hotel's structure remained intact.
"Old Wei, let's go..."
Lan Yu forced himself to stay calm as he spoke to the spot beside him. As long as he returned to Branch No. 1, he would have no reason to fear Ji Li.
But there was no response from