Naming Technique of the Night
In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
110, there is another target
The convoy that just arrived was full of clans' scions, the real big shots in the city.
The young girl thought that these two avoiding the financial groups probably weren't big shots either, otherwise, they would have come out and acknowledged each other already.
After all, those clan scions had threatened to kill them, and if they truly knew each other, they at least would have come forward and said something.
At this thought, Qin Yiyi was a bit happy... It was good that these were not the big shots.
Her whole family disliked those city big shots.
Those big shots never regarded people like them as human beings.
However, Qin Yiyi suddenly noticed that the young boy seemed to be furrowing his brow, pondering something.
Not far away, Uncle Li Dong looked at his prized student, "What is it? What did you see to make you so serious?"
Qing Chen turned his head and whispered softly, "Teacher, I saw my classmate."