Night had fallen by the time Xuan and WangXia returned to Shanghai. The curfew left the streets quiet and empty. Occasionally a squad of Japanese soldiers walked by. The foreign settlements, the red light district, and gathering sites with people with power were not affected by the curfew. Normal citizens were always the people affected by such rules.
Xuan and WangXia floated in the sky standing on their respective Sky Sticks. Current anti-air systems could not detect this sci-fi item. The night sky further masked them from visible view from the people beneath.
WangXia stared at the lighted city and asked Xuan, “What should we do next? We can we do with just the five of us… excluding Heng’s girlfriend.”
