The night grew ever darker, yet the stars shone ever brighter.
After nearly an hour of rest, the transport caravan continued its journey, crossing over several mountains and then several more. Jostled about in the vehicle, Luo Xiu soon fell into a drowsy sleep.
Meanwhile, in the cloudless night sky, an armed helicopter hovered over Qiliang Mountain.
Inside the cabin, a tall, statuesque woman skillfully stripped off her clothes, tied her fragrant long hair into a ponytail, and then donned a black, skintight bodysuit. The male pilot up front swallowed hard. He wanted to sneak a peek but didn't dare make the slightest movement.
"Miss Ye... I can only take you this far. If we go any further, we'll cross the border, and that will be a huge problem."
Expressionless, Miss Ye gave a slight nod. She expertly took a wingsuit from a nearby box and put it on, followed by a helmet, before securing her parachute backpack.
"Three hundred meters higher."
