The officers immediately reacted by aiming their guns in the same direction. Across the restaurant, in the shadows behind a street lamp, a middle-aged man in a leather jacket slowly emerged, holding his hands in the air.

The sight of his face struck me like a bolt from the blue. "It's you!" I shouted, eyes widening in shock.

Still with the same distinct temperament, this man was the antique dealer whom I met in Qinglian County. "I should’ve known he was up to no good!" Xiaotao spat through gritted teeth.

The middle-aged man laughed, "Can’t we have a nice chat? Put down your guns, won’t you?"

Naturally, his presence at such a bloody massacre wasn’t a good sign. "Why are you here?" I coldly demanded.

"I was really just passing by," came his nonchalant reply.

"You’re lying!" I sneered.

The man did a double-take. "You actually have Cave Vision?" 

Bang! A resounding gunshot brought us to...