That evening, Chen Feng did not return to the residential complex.
"Don’t wander around carelessly, the situation is a bit off, even the United Council Building has been bombed."
"Quickly head over to the Martial Arts Hall, take shelter there for a couple of nights... Your Third Uncle is there, just in case..."
Master Li Tong’s voice echoed in his head, as Chen Feng sat in Lin Hao’s car with his mobile phone in hand, escorted by a security force straight to the Martial Arts Hall in Jinhua District.
Although the opponent’s news channels are not as good as those from families with elders in the Council, they still made the call to inform him as soon as they got the news.
After a moment’s thought, Chen Feng decided to stay at the Martial Arts Hall for two nights.
Firstly, it was the advice of his master, Li Tong.
Third Uncle had already returned; with him there, it would be somewhat reassuring.
Secondly, he was the personal disciple and eldest senior brother of the Flame Tiger Sect.
The Martial Arts Hall was the face of the school, and there were still some staff and disciples of the Martial Arts Hall who hadn’t left.
He had enjoyed the benefits of the sect, so he should take responsibility and go guard the hall with Third Uncle.
Immediately, the vehicle was driving, weaving through the roads.
Unlike the usual bustle and hustle, tonight was unusually silent.
The terrorist attacks by Utopia were too horrifying; even though the situation had been controlled by the military, most people were still terrified.
There were few people on the streets, only the dim yellow streetlights.
Every household had their doors tightly closed, and many shops were completely shut down.
As for the traffic on the streets, it was sparse, with few cars out.
The only sounds were from the joint patrols by the Security Bureau and the military.
"It seems that there have been uprisings here as well."
The blue sedan stopped at a crossroads near the Martial Arts Hall; Lin Hao scanned the view on both sides of the street.
Many shop windows were smashed, especially those dealing in gold and jewelry; it was a complete mess.
Beams broken, exposed ceiling wires, dust, and debris covered the ground.
Various flyers and scraps of paper scattered across the street, blowing against the car window.
A cautious horn sounded; Lin Hao’s security team was stopped.
Looking carefully, there were several armored vehicles blocking the path.
Red and blue lights flashing, there were military personnel in camouflage holding weapons, setting up checkpoints.
"Where are you headed?" a military man asked with a frown.
"We’re from Tianhao Security Company, now escorting our employer to the Martial Arts Hall..."
Lin Hao rolled down the window and explained, the military man remained guarded.
Just as both parties were about to talk more, a young officer in camouflage and wearing a camouflage helmet approached.
"Old Lu, let them through."
"That’s my friend, no way he’s from Utopia."
The young officer said briefly, and even though Chen Feng had perceived it beforehand, he still feigned surprise upon noticing him.
"Li Chengdong?" Lin Hao was surprised, as he didn’t expect to encounter him here.
Li Chengdong smiled and gestured for the soldiers to back off, exchanging a few pleasantries.
"Though Utopia was temporarily pushed back by us, there are still some remnants hiding."
"Also, the situation at the Union Building today was too serious. The whole city is under martial law, so you better be careful..."
Chen Feng and Lin Hao nodded upon hearing this, learning from him that the military had deployed forces to station in the city, working with the Security Bureau for urban security.
Immediately, the vehicle was allowed to pass, and they went through the checkpoint at the intersection, gradually arriving at the Martial Arts Hall a few hundred meters away.
Standing still, they looked; the Martial Arts Hall was brightly lit with figures moving about.
Disciples were on lookout in the dark, vigilantly eyeing the security vehicles.
The car stopped, and Chen Feng got out.
"It’s the eldest senior brother!"
Someone saw Chen Feng instantly and hurried to report.
Chen Feng’s gaze returned to Lin Hao.
"Never mind, I’m a light sleeper; I prefer to stay at my own place."
Lin Hao declined with a smile, and Chen Feng did not insist.
He knew Lin’s personality; he would not joke with his life lightly.
If he decided to leave, he certainly had his confidence.
"Take care, see you tomorrow."
Waving goodbye, Chen Feng watched as Lin Hao was escorted away by several Flying Cars.
The street was eerily silent, with footsteps coming from behind.
Cao Tong walked out with two disciples to greet them, warily looking around.
Within his Perception, Chen Feng could feel that in nearby residential buildings, quite a few residents were cautiously peering out from their windows.
"How’s the Martial Arts Hall?"
Chen Feng turned and walked into the Martial Arts Hall with Cao Tong and others while asking.
"It’s okay, the Utopia folks had the sense not to attack the Martial Arts Hall."
"However, the Third Elder couldn’t stand it and killed two Transformed People nearby in the afternoon."
Cao Tong spoke succinctly, with the respectful calls of eldest senior brother ringing out.
Many students had stayed at the Martial Arts Hall temporarily, with even a few bringing their families along seeking protection.
The entire first and second floors were covered with mats and mats, barely providing a place to stay for a night or two.
Chen Feng nodded lightly, understanding it was a natural human reaction.
Then, he continued to walk upstairs.
An aged voice rang out as a gaunt elder in a grey robe sensed the movement and walked out of the Quiet Room on the second floor.
Chen Feng approached, perceiving that the elder was steady in his breath and not injured.
"Go to bed early tonight, with me here, everything will be fine."
The Third Elder spoke calmly, clearly having witnessed many major incidents.
Chen Feng nodded in response, chatting for a while before he felt at ease and headed to his own Quiet Room.