In the night, the mist grew denser.
Outside the perimeter of Chaoyu Martial Arts Hall, within a suite of a five-star hotel.
A few youth dressed like gangsters, both standing and sitting, played with the mobile games in their hands.
Beep!!
Suddenly, a shrill noise erupted from one of their phones.
"What's going on!?"
The man's hair was dyed red, with a bald stripe, like a parting line, separating the red hair into two halves from the top of his head.
"It's an alert, Hai Sha's positioning signal is lost!"
Another person said in a deep voice.
"Try calling."
The group quickly dialed Hai Sha's number, each taking turns waiting.
"Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unavailable."
A sweet female voice came through the speaker.
"Report it now!" the red-haired man said solemnly.
"Isn't that an overreaction? Maybe he went to a place with a bad signal?" another punk-dressed woman said nonchalantly.
