A few days passed since Christmas Eve.
Owain City was still rainy.
The air was mixed with coldness and humidity.
It was uncomfortable for the people, as if they couldn't breathe properly.
Over the past few days, even the ordinary people living in Owain City also vaguely sensed the oppressive and obscure atmosphere shrouding above the city.
Unknowingly, for some reason, their expressions became low-key, reserved, and hurried.
In public, the voices discussing topics also became much softer.
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All the entrances to the city—including the Owain City International Airport, five different train stations, bus stations, all the highways, and national routes—were tightened.
After the accidents that happened to Rayast and Yongen, the gangsters in the underground circles of the East and West District were already in chaos.
Now, it was as if they were experiencing the darkest days of their life.
