The underground parking lot was one of the most dangerous places in Changcheng Residential Area, used to store and discard the corpses of various abnormal deaths. Any sane person would be reluctant to venture deep inside. Yet, even so, a few fearless individuals had dug through the walls of flesh and blood and made their way to the very depths.
Seeing that the newcomer wasn't Gao Ming, both Gao Yun and Situ An let out a sigh of relief. Gao Yun was worried that Gao Ming would compete with him for the Divine Clay Sculpture of the Future God, while Situ An was concerned about once again losing his freedom. However, their brows soon furrowed again when they saw the fanatical expression on Xia Yang's face.
