The security guard, clad in a black coat, held an old-fashioned kerosene lamp in his left hand and a mace in his right, and merely standing amidst the grey mist lent Lin Yi a sense of oppressive force.
On the mace in the guard's hand was daubed a dark red tomato sauce mixed with white powder particles, some of which dripped towards the ground, yet before it could fall, it evaporated into white powdery particles...
The antique kerosene lamp he held continued to spread a radiant light, forming a screen that spanned a warm and safe absolute domain.
The security guard looked down at Lin Yi.
Lin Yi gazed up at the security guard.
Time and space seemed to stand still, with only the flowing mist and the constantly dripping tomato sauce signifying the passage of time.
The entire atmosphere was eerily silent.
It was not until the security guard gradually began to speak, issuing a deep, smooth, yet powerful voice:
"You're... quite good."
