At three o'clock in the morning, in this city, when the inhabitants of the sunlit world slept the deepest…
The bustling city was mostly quiet. Only the taxi drivers, delivery men, and girls from the nightclub were still traveling.
Liu Mingshi, whose entire body was covered in a black robe that matched the "Zhao Gao" template, stepped into the gutter in a dark alley and stopped beside a dim street lamp.
He examined it carefully.
A satisfied smile appeared on Liu Mingshi's cold face.
"Who is it?!"
He walked to the door and knocked on it. He was extremely impatient.
Very soon, on the dim path, in the corner were ditches that had gathered during the day when it rained.
Liu Mingshi walked in front. The person was a 14 to 15 year old youth with slightly pale cheeks. He gently bit his lips. At first, he didn't hesitate, but towards the end, he became more and more decisive as he jogged behind the black figure.
