Lu Feng stared at him. The green eyes always made An Zhe think of some cold things and combined with the city’s cool breeze and the fact that he just took off the warm coat, he flinched back slightly.

Lu Feng reached out and threw the coat back into An Zhe’s arms. “I don’t know. I’ll send you back first.”

An Zhe put on the coat again. After wearing it, Lu Feng raised his legs and walked forward and An Zhe followed.

On both sides of the road were people holding banners. They looked serious, their mouths taut and drooping. The banners in their hands hadn’t been put down and the paper was blown by the night wind.

Everyone gazed at them silently, postures tense as the green, purple and orange colours of the aurora shone on their faces, mixing with their skin to create a strange, metallic colour. From those eyes, An Zhe saw clear hatred and alert vigilance. If they weren’t afraid of Lu Feng’s gun and his privilege to kill people at any time, they probably would’ve done something.

Those same eyes fell on An Zhe. It could be said that a large number of them were looking at him. An Zhe couldn’t help leaning toward Lu Feng. Now he knew why Lu Feng wanted to send him back. He actively approached the Judge so his opponents were staring at An Zhe like wolves.

Fortunately, the size of the crowd wasn’t small but it wasn’t large compared to the whole city. Within five minutes, they left the demonstration area and set foot on the road of the residential area.

The buildings in the residential area were illuminated by the aurora. The grey cement road was divided into black and grey patches by the light and shadow. They cast long shadows on the ground, those irregular patches of light stacked layer by layer.

An Zhe didn’t know what to say to Lu Feng and Lu Feng also didn’t take the initiative to speak.

Although it was night, this place wasn’t peaceful. A large military truck rumbled past them and stopped at the fork in the road. The door opened and the residents who entered the district gate to take refuge were released. A group of soldiers and a staff member of the city office in a white shirt and holding a record book led them into a building for placement.

A man asked the soldier, “How long will we need to take refuge here?”

The soldier replied, “Look at the situation.”

Another resident asked, “I heard that District 6 is okay. Can you guarantee the safety of District 6?”

The soldier said, “There is no exact information. Wait for the Lighthouse to study it.”

“Then…” Someone else wanted to ask a question but was immediately interrupted by the soldiers. “Follow me quickly.”