Opal stood outside a tall building in the center of town. The buildings here were all sky-scrappers, all built in the same design during the same project. Her target lived in the penthouse on the fifteenth and sixteenth floors.
She easily suppressed her aura in case the enemy could detect enemies from a distance. Even in a mortal world where most cultivators were weak and used lesser techniques, she preferred to be systematic and cautious. It'd be too embarrassing to be outdone by a local. The recent loss she had suffered reminded her to use her full power even when hunting a rabbit.
Opal's hair was dyed black today, concealing the original red color. She often walked around as a brunette as her redheadness was a bit out of Earth's scope, but today she took extra care and changed to black.
