"What?!"
Du Biao snapped his head toward the door. He had clearly prepared thoroughly for this deal, and had already planted "eyes" all around the area.
By rights, even if someone had him in their sights, the "eyes" nearby should have noticed something.
This woman... Her senses were that sharp? And her range was even greater than his "eyes"?
That didn't make sense...
The last time Jiang Mian made a move, he'd judged her ability to be Wildfire—in simple terms, setting things ablaze. He'd never heard that it could enhance her senses, too.
But to be safe, he decided to believe her about seventy percent.
He'd already handed over the goods. Apart from the money in his pocket, he shouldn't have much value to her anymore.
Since she'd taken the initiative to warn him, that meant the situation was urgent—bad enough that it might drag her into it, too.
He tensed, lowering his voice as he asked:
"Who is it? How many?"
Jiang Mian didn't answer right away.
Just now, carried on the wind, she'd caught a whiff of something unusual.
Among the bar's front-desk staff and the pedestrians passing by outside, there seemed to be quite a few Awakened hidden among them.
There were gangs here that had migrated from West City, so it made sense for some Awakened to be among them. But...
In Jiang Mian's eyes, their behavior was far too unusual, especially their auras. They were nothing like those gang members who lived by the knife.
For example, even when their abilities were the same, the gang members' auras were especially muddied, like a messy hodgepodge.
But the people outside seemed perfectly normal. A few even had exceptionally pure auras.
Hardly anyone would believe these people had been raised by a gang.
"There are quite a