In the lobby, the tall woman stopped exactly where Li Chengyi had thrown the vase.

“This spot—according to the footage, he threw the vase with enough force to knock back several people. That level of strength matches a basic modified human,” she noted, her gaze sweeping over the scattered shards.

“What kind of modification? Earth-type Black Wolf suit?” the man on the other end asked.

“Something like that, but slightly weaker. Speed is on par, but no distinct features yet,” she replied, following the trail to the elevator.

“He didn’t use the elevator; he took the stairs.”

She turned and continued up the stairwell, following the trail to the ninth floor.

The ninth floor was a spacious lounge, with the Aishi Realty logo emblazoned on the right-side wall, its metallic blue-black lettering reflecting the faint moonlight.