The echoing reports of the Spirit-Calling Gun drilled out from the fog ahead.
They were very close now.
The sound of the tides at the coastline came with the sea breeze that couldn't dispel the fog, and no evacuees could be seen on the streets anymore.
Anna then materialized beside Lu Li, floating by his side.
The undispersed fog rewrapped the faint light of the oil lamp, and beyond the reach of the light, something seemed to be brewing in the murky mists.
Some seconds later, the cluttered footsteps from ahead and the halo of light dispelled a vague presence, where several sinister outlines of black robes with Bird Beak Masks appeared, no more than ten meters away at the end of their line of sight.
They saw Lu Li and stopped in their tracks.
Or rather, it was because they sensed Anna's presence next to Lu Li that they had hurried to this spot.
