Chapter 179: Chapter 177: The Small Village

Luna took another sip of soup before looking at Elliana Lyle, pursing her lips as if struggling to suppress something, then let out a heavy sigh, seemingly reluctant to bring it up.

She first glanced at Hannah Collins, then said to Elliana Lyle, "I’ll tell you after we finish eating."

The meal took an hour, afterward Hannah Collins returned to her room, while Elliana Lyle brought Luna back to her own room.

Luna sat at the edge of the bed, beginning to recount the events from two days prior.

...

―――Two days earlier.

Wyen, Hongjia Town.

The bright moon hung high, occasional chirping of insects could be heard, the small town’s night was gentle and serene.

Luna stood by the street, the streetlight shining on her, stretching her shadow long and thin.

With hands in her pockets, she surveyed the surrounding buildings; the front of the houses was mostly tiled with small white pieces of ceramic, most being four-story buildings with gray rolling shutters.

Behind her was a mahjong parlor without a sign, its rolling shutter tightly closed, yet faint sounds of chaos could be heard from within.

"East Wind."

"White Tile."

It seemed like that person wouldn’t be coming out anytime soon.

Might as well return to the car and observe covertly.

It was ten at night, she’d been waiting for three hours when she heard a piercing screech of metal.

The rolling shutter opened, and a crowd exited, both men and women, all fashionably dressed middle-aged people.

The person she was waiting for was among them—a bald man wearing a plain white T-shirt worth a few hundred and black sweatpants, even smiling, his face exuded menace.

his name was Charles Clarke, from South City, quite wealthy,

of having Galen Collins help capture him, but doing so would lose the clues she sought, so she

at the intersection, and Charles Clarke got into a car

phone and saw a symbol start moving on the

she wasn’t in a hurry. Once

called

was parked inside a large courtyard, which seemed to be

fortuitous; she initially meant to gather information on Charles Clarke, but as she parked by the roadside,

the road, took some equipment, then quietly approached

looked inside. The courtyard housed a two-story row

she was still observing, a bark from a dog startled

a small house by the inner door,

more vigorously, from

"Who’s there!" as the door opened, a man

on the locust tree’s leaves in front of her

"Meow~"

now and then

was something, but it’s just a

still-barking black

outside?" another male voice emanated

back inside: "No one, just

before rushing back inside, shortly emerging with a greasy chicken

throw it out for you,

...

This Da Nao sure talked a lot, chatting away with a cat over the wall, causing her legs

tonight, with this big black dog, it won’t be easy

found a household and claimed to be lost, requesting a drink

middle of the night and a bit impatient, upon seeing a pitiful young girl, her

hot water, sat on the kang, hands

quite pleased, saying: "Girl, it’s late into the night,

Luna replied, biscuit in

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