Late at night.
Traffic in front of the residential area was light.
After a while, an A8 drove over.
In the car, Tang Hao put down his phone and slowed down. Not far ahead was the entrance of the residential area.
After driving for a while, his eyes suddenly focused on a certain spot on the road ahead. A street light flashed and suddenly went out.
Then, another one went out.
The street lights continued to go out one after another in his direction.
The road became darker and darker.
In the darkness, a figure walked over. It was an old man in a Chinese tunic suit and carrying a sword on his back. His gaze was sharp and penetrating, and his aura was awe-inspiring.
Tang Hao's expression changed slightly, and he slowly stopped the car.
Through the car window, he could feel the powerful aura from the other party.
That person was half a Perfected Person, just like him!
