C510 A day of mutual enmity(25)
The pitch-black night sky was as deep and profound as a pool of ink. It was limitless, and there wasn't a shred of stars in the sky, making it seem abnormally dark and gloomy. The sky was filled with drizzling rain, tiny snowflakes, and a cold wind blowing without restraint.
Within the dilapidated fishing house on the pier stood two groups of bodyguards dressed in black