Jin maintained a close distance behind Teng Ma's car, his gaze shifting between the surroundings and upward towards the rooftops.
He observed numerous figures stationed on the rooftops, each one armed with a bow and directed downwards with vigilant and inquisitive gazes. "More than fifteen sentries," Jin muttered under his breath, his observations meticulous and analytical.
He then cast a glance into the rearview mirror, noting that the entrance he had used to access the alley was now blocked by bikers, their shields positioned defensively.
As the motorcycles mounted off their bikes to obstruct the entrance, Jin's slit pupils dilated and then narrowed. His heightened senses caught the telltale sound of the car's engine being silenced.
Shifting his attention forward, he found himself facing an unexpected sight—a literal gate.
