In the silent hall, black pupils met golden eyes in a wordless stare.
Miss Mu ignored Xia Feng's provocative words and simply smiled, "Follow me."
Xia Feng followed the woman in the black dress onto the high-tech hover vehicle, which wove through the forest of towering buildings like a ghost, quickly arriving at the bustling Princeton Avenue.
To Xia Feng's surprise, the hover vehicle drove into a low-key but luxurious villa nestled among the trees.
Looking at the garage filled with twenty identical black ghost hover vehicles, Xia Feng's eyes twitched. How much did this witch like these cars?
It might have been for another reason—Miss Mu's vehicles often ended up wrecked, so to make replacements easier, she simply bought so many in one go.
"Stay close to me. Don't get lost."