As Qinghe was worrying about what to have for dinner, her ears suddenly twitched, and her steps involuntarily slowed down a bit. Her body tensed subconsciously as she prepared to defend herself, listening intently to the sounds behind her.
The men behind her were making gestures, two of them stepped forward with one holding a syringe filled with pale yellow liquid, while the other seemed prepared to carry away someone who had fainted. The rest of the men were not idle either; their eyes swept around vigilantly, and then they nodded to the two in front of them.
They knew this meant their accomplices were signaling that everything was clear for them to make their move, with no abnormalities. The two men slowly approached Qinghe.
Qinghe instinctively wanted to fight back, but as soon as she felt the familiar Spiritual Energy behind her, her body, which had been gearing up to act, suddenly froze. Her eyes fixed on the black shadow reflected on the ground by the streetlights.
