C26 A Different Path from the Palm Print

He shouldn't have allowed himself to get away with it.

Walking out of the coffee shop, Shu Haoran gasped for breath, put on his sunglasses again, blocked the sunlight, and tried to adjust to the dizziness in front of him. Amongst the strangers, he walked through a street, turned a corner, and entered an empty alley to rest.

The backpack fell to the ground, his upper body leaning forward