"What a mess..."
Dragging his suitcase, Lu Xin walked along Kindling City's bustling streets, feeling utterly lost.
What a roller coaster this damn gathering had been.
Just an hour ago, he had been lying comfortably in the hotel bathtub, waiting to collect three million.
Now he had suddenly become a wanted criminal in Kindling City.
Most importantly, his car was still at the hotel.
And most importantly of all, he had just learned that his creditor was actually a delinquent who liked using counterfeit money...
With no other choice, he could only split up with them. Evading the Kindling ability users hunting him down was fairly easy. There were plenty of parasitic items he could use to escape, but now Lu Xin was only worried about whether anything would happen to the people who had come to attend the gathering.
Especially Dracula.
There was one question he could never resolve: if Kindling captured her and locked her in prison, would he still be able to collect the rest of his payment?
Thinking about this, he walked through one damp street after another, freshly washed by a light drizzle. After carefully sensing his surroundings and glancing at Sister, who was listlessly climbing along the wall beside him, he confirmed that no one was following him and finally relaxed.
Carrying a bag and dragging his suitcase, he came beneath a bridge over a river and stared blankly at the colorful neon reflections around him.
A seven-star hotel costing six or seven thousand a day was out of the question now. There were still more than thirty hours before the gathering.
If nothing else, he could squat beneath this bridge for the night.
He looked up. On the surface, the city appeared very peaceful.
Only occasionally could he hear distant gunshots and