James turned around but did not sense anyone dangerous.

He mumbled, perplexed, “What’s going on? What is this terrifying sensation?”

Thinking he had too much to drink, he shook his head and continued walking forward.

However, after a short walk, the terrifying sensation returned. It was uncomfortable, like being watched by a venomous snake. This time, he ignored it and continued on his way. He took a few steps before turning around abruptly.

The moment James turned around, he saw countless people behind him.

Among them was a man in a black overcoat and black hat. He was about fifty years old. His facial features were ordinary, the kind that one would forget after a quick glance.

Regardless, James sensed a threat emanating from him. It was like a venomous snake, ready to strike and bite at any moment.

Two sets of eyes locked on each other.

The man in the black overcoat raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly. Immediately afterward, he turned and walked away.

James