CHAPTER 14
Author: Ninmo
last update2026-09-15 15:20:45

Lin Hao woke before dawn. The apartment was still dark, the world outside just turning grey at the edges. He sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, listening to the quiet. Then he stood and pulled on his jacket, tucking the stone disk and serpent figurine into separate inner pockets.

He left the apartment quietly, locking the door behind him. The streets were nearly empty. He walked to the bus stop, keeping to the side of the road, checking behind him at every corner. No one walked the same
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