His breathing grew increasingly rapid, and his footsteps gradually became heavy.
When he caught sight of an abandoned warehouse ahead, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had caught a glimpse of dawn in the darkness.
The warehouse stood in isolation on an open patch of ground, surrounded by overgrown weeds. Its walls were mottled and dilapidated, and the roof tiles were broken and missing, with some sections having already collapsed to reveal dark, gaping holes.
Chapter 298