"Whether what the Drunkard said made sense or not, Lu Xin didn't know, but it wasn't important anyway.
Once he confirmed that everything was under the Drunkard's control, he relaxed slightly and said, "Your previous guess was wrong. There is no hidden mental controller. I just searched through this residential area and can confirm that."
"None?"
The Drunkard smacked her lips. "That shouldn't be. These two Mental Monsters were clearly lured here by someone. They can even change their strategy..."
Her face gradually took on an old woman's worry and depth as she puffed away at her pipe.
Her smooth lower leg, clad in a heavy military boot and resting atop her other leg, began to tremble unconsciously as well.
"So, how exactly did they set their sights on you?"
Lu Xin did his best not to look at the Drunkard's two actually quite attractive legs.
Those legs looked rather jarring attached to her body.
He simply pulled over a chair and sat down, lit a cigarette as well, and began to think.
"To be honest, I don't even know how they set their sights on me..."
The Drunkard sighed, tapped the bowl of her pipe, and said, "According to my previous investigation, I've already tracked down that mysterious organization that worships True Hometown. I can attack them at any time now. The troublesome part is that I can't find their ability users."
Lu Xin had felt the same way.
Attacking rashly without knowing the other side's ability users could very well cause a major disaster.
As long as an ability user was willing, causing chaos was incredibly easy.
No matter how strictly Qinggang City was defended or how orderly it was, while on the defensive, it could still suffer a huge loss.
To put it simply, in