"Wait..."
The purple-haired girl who had just reacted managed to utter one syllable, watching helplessly as the two disappeared before her eyes, with no way to stop it.
The white-clothed Daoist seemed leisurely, but in reality, he moved extremely fast.
With one step, he appeared at the entrance, reached out to grab the silver-haired loli, and then took another step, vanishing without a trace. It was as if the ground was moving, not him walking, striding as if shrinking inches.
Makoto Sakura hurried out, only to find the outside empty.
The street was desolate under the cover of night, with absolute silence all around.
She bit her lower lip tightly, initially intending to continue pursuing but quickly realized the situation, turned around, and jogged back inside.
