"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Several consecutive gunshots echoed throughout the neighborhood, brief and urgent.
The sound was loud; even Yang Jian in his room heard it.
Is this... gunfire?
Immediately, Yang Jian frowned and became alert.
Why would there be gunshots in a normally quiet community?
"Could it be Zhang Wei testing a gun? No, something's off about the sound, the gunshots are too hurried, not like test firing... More like returning fire as if someone's in danger."
While he was pondering, suddenly, something caught his peripheral vision.
Yang Jian abruptly saw the black cloth covering the Ghost Mirror bulging outwards, outlining the shape of a palm.
It was as if a hand had suddenly reached out from within the Ghost Mirror.
"What's going on?" Yang Jian instantly tensed up.
The Ghost Mirror had been fine for several days; why was there suddenly activity today?
Could it be related to the earlier gunfire?
