The sight of the old man's clearly unconventional attire startled the two women and Wang Runheng, and they stopped in their tracks.
When Mongkha saw the two women pulling their suitcases, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but frown, feeling both pleased and puzzled.
He was pleased because this confirmed that they were connected to his son's injuries—and that they knew it.
What puzzled him was, if they had the power to gravely injure his son, why were they fleeing in such a panic?
'So fast!' Wang Runheng's heart skipped a beat.
The sight of Mongkha reminded him of Tsuchimikado Kazuya. 'I haven't encountered a single Extraordinary event in decades, so why am I running into them so often now? Am I incredibly lucky or just terribly unlucky?'
Mongkha stood at the main entrance while Xiao Ya and her companions stood in the lobby. The two groups faced off in silence.
