John arrived alone on the street where Rose Bar was located.
This street was famous in the Imperial Capital for its string of nightclubs.
However, due to the recent incidents at Rose Bar, the area had been under martial law, casting an especially desolate look over the street.
John stepped into Rose Bar once again.
He had always felt something off about this place but couldn't quite put his finger on it until he returned at night.
Some things are invisible by day and only become clear in the darkness.
He went down to the basement again, where he noticed a faint light seeping from a secret passage that had previously held several large boxes.
He gripped the Bloodthirsty Blade tightly in his hand and kicked open the wooden panel that concealed the passage.
His expression turned very serious.
Before today, there had been no passage here, nor any wooden panel.
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