I learned how to slay gods in a mental hospital. Chapter 227: Surveillance

The night grew darker. The dim sunlight on the horizon gradually faded, and specks of lights bloomed across the city. Amidst the rows of high-rise residential buildings, a faint aroma of home-cooked food lingered in the air. Lin Qiye, draped in a dark red cloak, sat on the rooftop of a residential building with two black cases placed beside him. A gentle breeze brushed against his temples as he…