The heavy rain continued until the latter half of the night, turning into a drizzle.
By three or four in the morning, Wang Yunxiao was barely conscious and didn't even realize when those demons and evil spirits that came to die had been exterminated.
He actually didn't mind letting those demons and evil spirits kidnap that girl; he was just putting on a show. But strangely, it seemed that the kidnappers weren't genuinely interested in taking the girl, either. From their series of actions, they seemed to prefer the girl dying at the hands of the Governmental Office.
Unfortunately, Wang Yunxiao wasn't cooperating.
When he regained consciousness, he found himself being carried on a stretcher.
Veronica, standing in the distance, gestured to him not to worry.
Wang Yunxiao then fell asleep again.
When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a hospital bed, an IV drip hanging beside him, and the sunset's afterglow outside the window.