Chi He's nervousness formed a stark contrast with the elderly man in the lounge, squinting and still rummaging through his phone for a phone number.
Time passed bit by bit, and despite being dressed in fluffy attire, Chi He's forehead was covered in a fine sweat.
When someone beside him was about to speak, he shouted towards the window, "Is it ready?"
Chi He's voice almost echoed throughout the entire foot of the mountain.
His simple three words made the area seem even more tranquil.
Though it was the outskirts, this level of silence was still too eerie, too abnormal.
When the car drove over earlier, it traveled a stretch of mountain road, and maybe because it was so early in the morning, not a single shadow was seen.
If they hadn't received accurate information to press forward decisively, they might not have found this place.
An isolated courtyard, from a distance, still visible was a three-story villa inside.
