Eight o'clock in the evening.
Wenyer and his group finally got off the train.
"Hey, I really want to ask you, there are four of them in the theater, and the three of us are outside the theater. Even if we want to help, how are you going to pass the message to them? Call?" Shi Yun'an asked, "You know that you can't make calls casually during the feast, right? In fact, I wanted to tell you about your previous call. Although the feast hadn't officially started at that time, it was a red-level feast. If you did that, it might harm them instead."
Wenyer stopped a taxi and said as he opened the door: "I know, I have thought about this. Do you know how many abilities each of the five levels of cursed evil spirits, gray, white, black, blue, and red, can have?"
"You misunderstood, Mr. Qin." said Hanyu Fumihiko.
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