"I'm not afraid!"
Duan Lei guessed what Jiang Xiaobai wanted to say. Last time at Yipin Pavilion teahouse, the Five Tigers fired at them, but not a single bullet hit him. Since then, Duan Lei understood a principle: following Jiang Xiaobai means not having to worry about safety.
"Don't drive into the village, turn off the car now," Jiang Xiaobai said.
Duan Lei immediately complied; he understood Jiang Xiaobai's meaning. Driving into the village would create too much noise.
This muddy dirt road was not short. After getting out of the car, Duan Lei's shoes sank into the slick mud.
Using the faint light, he took a glance at Jiang Xiaobai's feet and found that Jiang Xiaobai's feet were not sinking; they were floating above the muddy surface. If not observed closely, it was hard to notice.
"How does he do that?"
