Both of them returned to their place of residence, and Feng Youjia still did not quite understand, "Zhuo Ying, do you have a plan?"
Zhuo Ying took out a black bag from the cabinet, "Youjia, how's your physical fitness? During such times, how long can you stay underwater?"
Feng Youjia, having been cultivated by Zhuo Junyue as a trusted aide, naturally had no shortage of abilities.
"Zhuo Ying, just say your plan directly. Whether it's scaling mountains of blades or descending into seas of flames, for the young master, it's just a word away."
Zhuo Ying's mouth curved slightly upwards as he patted Feng Youjia's shoulder, "This is a heat-insulating diving suit. There's a river near the mine. If we soak in the water, those devices will be useless against us. However, it's winter now, and although the diving suit is specially made, I'm afraid it may still struggle to withstand the icy cold of the river."
