The High Tech Startup Zone in Northern Mountain City was expansive. Since it was still under development, the numerous factories and vacant sites made it feel quite desolate. Along the deserted roads, the only signs of life were the dim streetlights and the late-night bus weaving its way through the chilly breeze.
When Chen Fei boarded the late-night bus heading for the California Garden Grand Hotel, he noticed only a few passengers were on board. He silently walked to the back, opened the window, and gazed at the night scenery, squinting his eyes as he lost himself in thought.
Before long, the bus stopped at the next station, and a few more people boarded, catching Chen Fei's attention.
Murderous intent?
He narrowed his eyes. He could sense a distinct killing intent from them, a stark contrast to their deliberately scholarly and ordinary appearances. The sheer intensity of it, enough to make even him frown, could only have been accumulated by killing many people.
