Wang Xiyi quickened her pace.
The inner cover of her watch gradually became hot, as if a heat pack was stuck to her wrist.
"The mystical device is sensing something," Wang Xiyi whispered in the communication channel, "I am approaching the target."
"Do you need support?" Ye Xuan asked.
"No," Wang Xiyi immediately declined, "If even I can't handle it, sending two tactical teams would be the same."
Currently, in the entire city of Tianfu, the only one who might be stronger in combat than Wang Xiyi is Sun Hang, but the issue is that Sun Hang needs to guard the main research institute now and can't act rashly.
Wang Xiyi quickly arrived at an intersection. She took a few steps in three directions and then continued straight ahead—whether it was turning left or right, the temperature of the mystical watch would drop, only by going straight would the temperature consistently rise.
