A few dark clouds drifted across the sky, covering the crescent moon, making the night seem even darker.
Under the night sky, Chu Ge moved like a silent ghost, quickly arriving at the base of the factory building.
Instead of going through the door, Chu Ge leapt, his toes lightly pushing off the rough wall, and his hands gripped the edge of the balcony.
He flipped up silently and moved a few steps, with one hand gripping the wall like a suction cup while his feet steadied on the narrow ledge only a few centimeters wide. He peered through the window to observe the room inside.
At first glance, Chu Ge couldn't help but frown slightly; the situation was completely different from what he had expected.
