23:27:35.
In front of Nan Yu Hospital.
Zhou Cheng, Daylight, Irina, and innumerable agency personnel were all gathered here.
They stared intently at the pitch-black hall, simply waiting for the Secret Realm Radiation to completely dissipate before going in to rescue.
In this quiet atmosphere.
Clack, clack.
The sound of leather boots echoed from the staircase.
The pace was even, the rhythm elegant, without a hint of panic or rush.
Amid all those holding their breaths and watching intently,
a man dressed in black, with his hands in his pockets, casually came down the stairs with a slightly puffed chest.
Even confronted with such a large assembly, he showed no surprise, merely pointing casually behind him.
"Whores and dogs are dead, the rest are all here."
Following his gesture,
Yin Li, now back in her Nightwalker suit, clung to the handrail, limping down the stairs.
Behind her were Zhao Xin and Zou Jie, supporting each other.
