Upon discovering that the person approaching was Gao Ming, Bai Xiao finally relaxed his tense nerves, the Ghost Pattern on his body completely collapsed, and he slumped down in the senior activity center filled with flower pots.
"These names on your body are... curses?" Gao Ming frowned and approached. The Ghost Pattern branded on Bai Xiao by the Investigation Bureau was replaced by another force. The black names emitted deep malice, reminding Gao Ming of those awful experiences in the Dark Shrine: "What about Number Two? He has the will of the Blood City for protection, how could he still let you suffer such severe injuries?"
Gao Ming was very protective, prepared to dig out Number Two to clarify things.
