As the young man's gaze moved away, a faint gasp immediately sounded from behind the pitch-black window.
"That was close..."
Ling Mo's Corpse Puppet clung tightly to one side of the window, using the corner of his eye to glance at the outside. From his perspective, he could only vaguely see a few figures standing alert on the road, while the other Destruction Team members were nowhere to be found.
"Have they already entered?" Ling Mo thought to himself.
Old Zheng and the others' description was indeed not exaggerated, perhaps even... slightly understated.
Only Ling Mo truly understood that the young man's sensing ability was absolutely the strongest he had ever seen!
