Night fell.
Central Park was bustling during the day, but at night it became eerily quiet.
It wasn't because the people of New York City didn't like going out at night, but because the United States is a country of freedom, and at night, a myriad of crimes such as robberies, gang shootouts, and indecent assaults happened frequently in Central Park, making it extremely dangerous, which is why very few people came here to hang out at night.
Of course, even so, there were still many who would venture here at night for different reasons—some sought thrills, some were homeless, and some were drunkards, both men and women, each appearing here for different reasons.
Yuk Jiao'e and White Tiger appeared under a tree, observing their surroundings carefully.
"Master, there are only homeless people and drunkards around here. Where do we start looking for the whereabouts of the Special Ability Users?" White Tiger asked.
