In the deep night, An City was completely immersed in a curtain of rain, which had been brewing for an entire morning. This rain was exceptionally persistent, lasting from midday to late night without any sign of stopping.
In the midst of the rain, the radiant night scenery of An City appeared particularly vague and enchanting. It created an unusual, charming feeling, seeming incredibly ambiguous.
At this moment, in the underground parking lot of the Dongdao Group, Zhou Xingyun donned a tailored suit, his rather fair face revealing traces of worry.
His steps were hurried, and his expression quite anxious, as if someone were chasing him, making him appear extraordinarily fearful and uneasy.
In fact, ever since he heard Lu Yu's words on the phone last night, Zhou Xingyun's heart had been filled with terror. So much so that since last night until now, he had been on pins and needles, unable to eat or sleep peacefully!
