CH 37

From the moment they left the Ore shop, Scarface constantly made beep beep sounds, without stopping for a moment.

It was rare to have met two people who he could talk to, so he really wanted to show his ability to speak.

Ji Xingjue listened to him with keen interest and pleasure, and felt that even if this spy retired and returned to the Empire, he could still talk about some ancient cross talk show.

“It’s just up ahead.”

Scarface brought the two of them through the familiarly narrow alley, and approached the City’s gate.

The perspective here was indeed suitable for peeping, Ji Xingjue stopped and stared in the direction of the gate.

Within half a minute, seven or eight people came in. The man at the front was like what Scarface spoke of, wearing a black hood and mask, and acting silently like a ghost. The group behind him was even more ghost-like, wearing black robes uniform and followed him respectfully.

A weird atmosphere.

Recently, this group of people had appeared every day like a gust of wind, and many people in the city developed some indescribable fear and avoided them with disgust.

Ji Xingjue stared at the leader and took a few more glances.

It was unknown if it was an illusion, but he felt somewhat… familiar with the leader’s actions.

Qi Qing quickly discovered his abnormality, and came over and whispered in his ear, “What’s wrong?”

Ji Xingjue whispered and said in an airy voice, “Do you think that the leader looks a little familiar?”

Qi Qing took another look, and raised his eyebrows.

He didn’t feel it at first, but after Ji Xingjue mentioned it, he also found some inexplicable familiarity.

Scarface, who couldn’t participate in the conversation, looked at the backs of the two with envy: “…”

These two are not really a couple, are they?

He then murmured to himself, the Empire forbids office romance.

There were countless people on the long street staring at them intentionally or unintentionally, but those few people seemed to have no idea. The leader made a gesture, and the crowd dispersed, and as Scarface said, seemingly going to look for someone.

In the dark, there were other people following the scattered people, and several people continued to follow the leader.

“These people give off a really uncomfortable feeling, like people from the Holy Order,” Ji Xingjue slightly narrowed his eyes, “Dark Star is indeed a good place to hide, but… why do I think they don’t seem to be here looking for someone.”