This tactical squad was dressed in uniform black combat suits with the gold emblem of the City of No Night embroidered on their chests. Their steps were synchronized, their eyes vigilant, and their weapons emitted a cold, metallic gleam.
Upon seeing Chen Pingchuan and Yang Jian, the squad leader, a burly man with a prominent scar on his face, raised a hand to signal his team to halt. He scrutinized the two before stepping forward, his tone assessing. "Who are you? Don't make any sudden moves and cause an unnecessary misunderstanding."
Yang Jian was about to speak, but Chen Pingchuan spoke first. "We're just passing through. I used to live here, but in just over a year, the place has changed so much. Could you briefly tell me what happened?"
