"Fugui?" The little old man grew anxious, especially when he heard Wang Fugui say himself that he wanted to leave with Lin Shuguang. He wished he could lock the boy in his room.
Lin Shuguang felt far too terrifying to him.
He feared Wang Fugui would suffer if he went along.
But Wang Fugui shook his head. As he passed him, he said sincerely, "This is my last chance. I don't want to miss it."
The little old man could only sigh. "Put this on before you go out." He handed Wang Fugui a mask, not forgetting to slip a lifesaving pill into his hand.
Wang Fugui nodded to him.
"Go on. Be careful, and remember to find the Young Miss if anything happens." The little old man cautioned him quietly, then watched Wang Fugui leave with Lin Shuguang.
The three left the little shop and suddenly found considerably more people on the road.
Lin Shuguang and Leng Yueyan exchanged a glance, each understanding the other's meaning, then led Wang Fugui through without drawing attention.
The farther they went from the little shop, the fewer people they encountered.
Black Street was called Black Street because the area was built underground. Its dim lights made it particularly eerie.
"Wait."
Lin Shuguang suddenly stopped.
Leng Yueyan immediately extended her perception. The dark, silent woods around them were far too quiet.
She turned to Lin Shuguang with surprise in her eyes. Even she had failed to notice anything strange here, yet Lin Shuguang had detected it before her.
Was he hiding some ability, or was he simply a born assassin?
Without dwelling on it, Leng Yueyan secretly prepared herself.
"It seems we've been discovered." A hoarse female voice came from the shadows nearby.
Slowly, three figures emerged.
All three wore masks: two