It was deep into the night and the lights in the capital city had already been extinguished. Having worked throughout the day, the citizens were all slumbering soundly.
An agile figure weaved through the darkness at a startling speed.
Ji Fengyan had quietly reached the outside of the Ming Workshop. She made sure that they had already put the entrance lights out and that there was no hint of light through the skylights.
Ji Fengyan just felt that there was something very wrong with this Ming Workshop: whatever that was wrong could very well concern the World-Termination-Armour and the identity of Terminators. Ji Fengyan instinctively felt she should investigate.
Reaching out her senses to check if there was still anyone awake inside the Ming Workshop. Ji Fengyan failed to penetrate the walls of the workshop and could not determine the situation inside.
