18 Ten Thousand Crows Street.
It was an ordinary compound on an ordinary street in the old district. From the outside, at least, nothing looked unusual.
Too much had happened today.
News of the supernatural lockdown had already spread throughout the city.
Since the afternoon.
There had been practically no pedestrians outside.
It was now nine at night. The street was utterly silent, without a single light. Clutching his protective charm, Luo Mo arrived at his destination, trembling with fear.
Fortunately.
The trip had gone smoothly, without anything strange happening.
Why did they always insist on meeting at night?
Couldn't they do it during the day?
Luo Mo grumbled inwardly but dared not voice it. Seeing Balai standing at the entrance, he immediately put on a fawning smile. "Brother Balai, I'm here."
"Good."
"Half an hour early."
Balai checked the time and nodded in satisfaction. "Go inside. The chief is already here."
The meeting room was not inside the house.
It was in the basement.
The space was enormous, and it was already packed with people.
At a rough estimate.
There were at least a hundred.
So many people!
Luo Mo was startled. He had not expected the Stone of the Evil Day to have so many members.
He glanced around.
The seats in the meeting room were clearly divided into outer and inner sections, with a two-meter-wide aisle between them.
He soon spotted the people he had met last time in the sewer meeting room.
They were sitting in the outer section, looking perfectly meek, without any of the imposing air they had displayed while stabbing him in the kidneys last time.
There were about sixty people in this section.
All of them were ordinary people.
In the inner section, however, sat more than thirty people who looked