The lights of the Waste Female Safety House seemed exceptionally stark and pale before the dawn.
Su An'an was sunk deep into the back of her chair.
Her pink fox ears drooped listlessly, her palm clutching the Big Pearl that was Qiuqiu's favorite.
Big Cat, Fei Zhao, Night Abyss, and Lan Cangming filed into the room.
The face of every Beastman was etched with the exhaustion of a sleepless night.
"Still no sign of him?" Su An'an stood up, her voice trembling slightly.
"We've searched the entire East District."
Big Cat's tail slapped anxiously against the floor.
"It's not just that we can't find him."
Night Abyss's dark red, vertical pupils narrowed to a thin line. "All Tracking Techniques failed at the last place Qiuqiu was seen."
"It's as if they were devoured by something."
"To be able to completely erase all traces from under our four Tracking Techniques..."
Lan Cangming's Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice suddenly dropped low.
"Only the Black Priest's bloodline mark."
