"Phew..."
Late at night, when all was still, gusts of wind swept through the surroundings from time to time. The plants swayed at once, rustling in the breeze.
Liu Jialin brought two colleagues to the unconscious group and checked them over. She found that they were merely unconscious and in no danger of losing their lives.
Afterward, Liu Jialin had the others check on the guards watching the warehouse. They found that the guards were unconscious as well.
"Captain, one of these guys who broke into the warehouse to steal is a wanted criminal?" An investigator taking part in the operation had an excellent memory and recognized the injured Wu Zhongshen.
Liu Jialin nodded. "Take all of them back for interrogation. Bring back those black briefcases containing the Spiritual Energy materials as well.
"After the case has been tried, return this evidence to the warehouse."
"Yes." Everyone answered in unison.
The investigators at the scene then began to move. A few of the lightly injured thugs woke up at that moment. When they saw the investigators right in front of them, every one of them began begging for mercy.
But their pleas left the investigators utterly baffled. "Lord Mirror, we're all just small fry! Please let us go!"
"Mirror?" Liu Jialin was full of confusion. She spoke to one of the incoherent thugs. "Tell me what happened before you lost consciousness."
Already scared witless, the thug had no thought of resisting in the face of Liu Jialin's powerful presence. He obediently recounted everything he had encountered before passing out.
"That Cultivator who could use the White Mist ability appeared again. And this time, when she appeared, she also had a strange Bronze Mirror."
Liu Jialin furrowed her brows in thought. Since this concerned that mysterious Cultivator of unknown origins, she