Every Second Counts

Han Wanghuo—who had learned the news from the intelligence peddler—avoided most pedestrians with Zeng Duo and returned to his rented room.

"Did… you do something?" Zeng Duo looked at Han Wanghuo in confusion and broke the silence.

Han Wanghuo frowned slightly. He also didn't understand why he was in such a situation.

"Even if I've done nasty things and offended others, it was done elsewhere." He thought for a long time but couldn't think of anything that required the Hand of Order to make such a big fuss. He felt that even if his Subhuman identity was exposed, it was impossible to attract such attention.

Could it be that someone I've been in contact with recently did something major? Han Wanghuo looked out the window and said in a deep voice, "There's no time to consider why. We have to move immediately."

"Yes," Zeng Duo agreed.