Enormous waves were continuously being swept up, crashing against the coastline of Pradamia. The ground trembled incessantly, causing screams and fear to spread throughout the small town.
"No good, the people in Chinatown carry detection tools that are derivatives of phantom objects, and there are a lot of them. Even if we could bypass one or two, we would be quickly discovered."
Old Li, who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. The exhaustion in his eyes was evident, suggesting he had once again used his supernatural abilities to probe into Chinatown.
"So what's the situation in the end? Why is Chinatown under martial law? Could it be that the 'door' is also in Chinatown?"
Hearing Impermanence's doubts, Qing Ming shook his head and said, "It's not just Chinatown that's under martial law, but all the gangs are being very tight on security. I just came back from the Westin Gang's territory, and the controls there are even stricter than here."
