Originally, I planned to bring Watson Thompson along to Gyeon City, but I worried the Michelle Sect members might spot something unusual about Watson. So I had to abandon that idea.
The following day.
I departed for Gyeon City in the early morning.
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Gyeon City stood as a fairly isolated urban area.
People said this place had once flourished, but then gradually withered away without any clear warning signs.
The city officials attempted numerous approaches, from drawing in business investments to bringing in feng shui experts, yet nothing produced results.
Countless investors arrived only to lose their entire fortunes in the end.
This earned Gyeon City another title: the Cursed City.
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I settled into my airport seat, scanning the surroundings.
The enormous airport held barely any people, completely out of sync with its massive size.
My brow creased. I extended my divine sense, attempting to pick up on something, but detected nothing whatsoever.
