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.
Can't figure it out.
However, he had just walked out not two kilometers when he was stopped by someone.
The stakeout that stopped him emerged from the woods and spoke into his communication earpiece, "Team leader, an unknown individual suspected of stealing the Dragon Fish has been spotted, requesting backup."
Qing Chen: "???"
He looked back towards the lake and thought to himself, that this was a really awful trap.
That old man couldn't have been deliberately setting him up, could he? The other party definitely knew that him flaunting the Dragon Fish in public would cause trouble, which is why he insisted on giving the fish to him.
Old man, you have landed yourself in big trouble.
Qing Chen, facing the dark muzzle of the gun, very wisely raised his hands high, "Hello, I am Qing Chen, the new instructor from the Zhi Xin Courtyard, this Dragon Fish was given to me by someone, I didn't steal it myself."