Ye Qian had only arranged a few clones here. After Mystic Thread observed for a while, it became obvious that most people here enjoyed living conditions far superior to those in a small city like Konghai City.
This was also the city with the greatest number of powerful figures lurking in the shadows.
It was the nation's political center and the headquarters of the Light Prayer Church's Bishopric.
Of course, the places that could truly come into contact with those institutions were still in the city's core districts. These sprawling outskirts were essentially not much different from places like Lianwen or Fog Gray City. They were just a little more upscale, with more extraordinary people.
After driving for thirty minutes, they arrived at their destination.
"We're here, my lady," the driver said respectfully.
"Mm. Get out."
Little Soul gestured toward Li Cang in the back seat and took the initiative to get out of the car.
Many people on the street looked at the little beauty stepping out of the car in amazement. Li Cang, who got out as well, felt something rather strange; a girl of this caliber would definitely be the number one school beauty at his school. Being around a girl like her always gave him a faint sense of vanity.
After dismissing the driver, who was actually a Dusk member, Little Soul's gaze fell on the shop beside them.
It was classical in style again.
Taking the lead, she entered the shop filled with mechanical clocks and headed straight for the deepest part.
The clerk who had been lying near the entrance subconsciously raised his head. Before he could say anything, he collapsed with a thud.
His pupils dilated. Li Cang carefully went around him before confirming that the man had truly passed out.
Following Little