After hearing what Master said, I agreed right away:
"No problem, Master. Keep fishing."
Master said, "Okay," then hung up.
Just before I got off work, an emergency patient came in. I went to help out and got delayed for a while.
By the time I left the hospital and arrived at the residential complex from Dog Chicken's location, it was already seven in the evening.
This was the old town area of North District Third Road, filled with old houses from the seventies and eighties, now just waiting for redevelopment.
Most of the people living here were elderly residents or renters.
Zhang Yuchen, Mao Jing, and Pan Ling had already been waiting for me at the entrance.
I saw them from inside the car and drove straight over to them.
They saw me too.
"Ou Doudou, this Maserati is seriously flashy..."
"Brother Jiang!"
I smiled at them.
"Sorry, I got held up for a bit. I'll park and come right over."
Zhang Yuchen pointed ahead.
"There's a parking space over there! Brother Mao saved it for you."
As he spoke, Mao Jing was already walking toward his Ducati.
Don't be fooled by the fact that Mao Jing rode a motorcycle—it had cost him over three hundred thousand.
He moved his motorcycle aside, and I parked my car.
After getting out, I slung my sword bag over my back and said to the three of them:
"Let's go up. My childhood friend lives on the third floor."
With that, I followed the address over.
As we walked, we also observed our surroundings.
More often than not, encounters with the supernatural had something to do with the Feng Shui and other conditions nearby.
But this place looked completely normal.
When we reached the door, I knocked.
Knock, knock, knock. "Dog Chicken..."