At seven-thirty in the morning, wisps of fog rose over Fengnan City.
Like a swarm of pale white, fluid pulp, it slowly seeped into the city streets in all directions. Pedestrians walking in the fog seemed as if their bodies could float away.
Dreamily, as if falling into the clouds.
At the foothills in the suburbs, an isolated manor, the Black Spade "A" branch.
At the gate, several gunmen dressed in black uniforms slowly scanned the road ahead. On both sides of the road, the dense foliage peeked out intermittently, with the space filled with a thin fog, surging like a tide. At first glance, the whole open space seemed like an island in a white ocean.
"Brothers, have you heard about what happened last night?"
A gunman whispered, attracting the attention of others.
"Do you mean the incident where Lord Plum Blossom K was seriously injured and returned?"
A well-informed person quickly replied.