"I just arrived in Provincial City today, and I'd like to ask about my mother."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Han fell silent for a long time.
"Zhao Dong, I do know someone in Provincial City called Ghost Lord. He's known as the All-Knowing Maestro of Provincial City. Although this title has a hint of boastfulness, the man is not to be underestimated. You should go find him; you might get the information you're looking for!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Dong was overjoyed. After expressing his gratitude, he hurried to the address Old Master Han had sent him.
But when Zhao Dong opened the car door and stepped out, he was stunned.
Before him was a stretch of pitch-black tenement buildings. The alley, barely wide enough for two people to walk side-by-side, was filled with dirty water and garbage. Large black rats scurried about, and a foul stench assaulted his nostrils.
