That night, a thick fog settled over the area.

Ray did a quick calculation—perfect time to make a move.

He slipped out the window, heading toward the mansion.

With his spatial perception extended to thirty-two meters, it was impossible to wander through the neighborhood and get lost.

He reached the mansion swiftly and began pounding on the front door with a series of heavy knocks—BANG! BANG! BANG!

Only Ray's family had cleared the snow from the entrance, so each hit reverberated loudly.

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