Feng Yuhuai suddenly stood up from the sofa, her lips uncontrollably trembling.
The sound from the television continued, but her temples were throbbing, countless terrifying thoughts in her mind crashed around like startled bats.
She quickly walked to the window, her fingers tightly clenching the curtain, the fabric wrinkling into a ball in her palm.
Outside the window, the night was serene.
The streetlights were pitch-black, the shadows of the trees swayed, occasionally brushed by the night wind, resembling ghostly silhouettes.
"Not a single person outside?!!"
Feng Yuhuai's pupils shrank to needlepoints as her gaze swept over every shadow.
Behind that old locust tree, could there be constables from the Patrol Office hiding?
On the rooftop opposite, could there be snipers from the Arresting Bureau lying in wait?
Or even... if it's the Executive Government, would they deploy one or two "Night Watchers" to seal the area?
Actually.....
