Liu Kun, mingling in the crowd, kept his head down, draped in a large raincoat that sheltered him entirely. The brim of his hat was pressed low, hiding most of his face in shadows, revealing only a chin dampened by rain.
As he slowly shuffled forward with the flow of people, his steps were deliberately unsteady, holding a bulging burlap sack in his hand. He occasionally coughed twice, blending in seamlessly with the scavengers just returning from making a living off the ruins.
Yet just a squinting glance was enough; although he didn't see it clearly, Cheng Ye's heart inexplicably skipped a beat and then accelerated, as if something was erratically drumming in his chest.
Too strange.
Logically, since Liu Kun intentionally hid his whereabouts, he would undoubtedly suppress the Extraordinary aura to its limit.
Even if traces could be perceived by other Extraordinary beings, it should absolutely not trigger a response in a normal person like him.
