"It looks pretty serious."
That was all Hoshiguma could say, and Ch'en nodded as well.
Hoshino took a sip of the iced coffee on the table. It had a tart pomegranate flavor and a light taste, unlike the two rich, full-bodied lattes across from her. Suddenly, the Xuanyuan Sword on the table began to emit waves of radiance, and Hoshino looked around in confusion.
"Is this... resonance?"
"Did you never look at it before?"
Hoshino retorted, "It was just glowing. There wasn't even a sword cry. Who the hell stares at this thing for no reason?"
Hoshino stood up, not forgetting to pick up her iced Americano.
"She's here."
A dark aura spread down the street. Hoshino's gaze passed through the glass storefront and collided with the Shadow Clone's indifferent eyes. Though everything was under control, she still had to put on a hint of panic.
"Cut her?"
"Cut what? We haven't figured out a way yet. Run first."
Hoshino felt no guilt at all about running away, but behind the two superintendents was Lungmen. They could not flee without a care, and even if they had to grit their teeth, they needed to go out and face the enemy to ensure that ordinary Lungmen civilians would not be harmed.
The sight outside the window was terrifying.
A voluptuous female ghost in tattered clothing sauntered toward them, pitch-black currents swirling around her and setting off her jade-like pale skin.
The entire street had fallen still.
A golden barrier covered the whole street, and every pedestrian had frozen in place. Their eyes were filled with terror as they could only watch the striking red-haired woman stroll past them, her gaze cold enough to keep everyone at a distance.
That helpless despair.
It would probably become the most terrifying memory of their