Ten minutes ago.
Having finally lost the crowd, Meng Zheng stood on the rooftop of the shopping mall, leaning on the railing and taking a deep breath of fresh air, which at last calmed him down.
He wasn't very comfortable in crowded places.
Meng Zheng took a cigarette and lighter out of his pocket, lit one for himself, and exhaled a thick ring of smoke into the oncoming wind.
"That boy..."
A contemplative expression appeared in his eyes.
Meng Zheng had noticed someone approaching, and it was an acquaintance. Out of caution, he could only leave that place first and divert his attention.
The boy seemed like just an ordinary Spiritual Communicator, but he wasn't sure if the suspected Divine Medium's target was right beside him.
A male high school student wouldn't normally go out of his way to a mall to hang out without a special reason, more likely to be dating a girlfriend over the weekend.
If that was true, this boy named Xu Xiangyang indeed was a lucky one.
