BZZZ BZZZ BZZZ...
Just as he stepped out of the Magic Laboratory, the Sound Transmission Talisman in his robes began to vibrate nonstop.
Chu Mu took out the Sound Transmission Talisman, and a series of urgent voices resounded crystal clear in his mind via his Divine Sense.
The faint smile on Chu Mu's face instantly vanished, replaced by a grave expression.
'Wang Mazi is being targeted!'
Putting away the Sound Transmission Talisman, Chu Mu hurried out of the Magic Experiment Hall. Upon reaching the Marketplace, he stopped and glanced at the lanterns lining the streets, a flicker in his eyes.
Then, just as always, he found a secluded corner and changed his face and figure several times before re-entering the Marketplace.
He weaved through the D-Class Housing Area for some time before finally stopping in front of a small alley.
Inside the alley, a strange, middle-aged man in a gray robe was looking around. He seemed a bit hesitant when he saw Chu Mu appear.
