Customs warehouse.
Ignoring Lin Xi’s struggles, the captain of the bodyguards stared fixedly at her wrists for a moment. Noticing the flames were colored blue and white, accompanied by faint wisps of white smoke, he formed a sudden hypothesis. Without taking the time to explain, and deciding to gamble on a desperate measure, he hauled her toward a nearby patch of overgrown grass.
Construction had been ongoing outside the gallery year-round, and in a corner, there was a freshly dug pit waiting for some newly purchased trees to be planted in a few days.
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