On the complex mountain road, a modified war vehicle that resembled a giant monster was driving along.
The experienced driver had 20 years of experience with special vehicles, and had driven on this rugged mountain road at least hundreds of times. Although it wasn't as if it were a smooth road, Lin Beichen, sitting by the window and opening the sunroof, didn't feel any dust or bumps.
Seeing the driver control the vehicle with ease, Lin Beichen gradually relaxed and turned his head to Qi Liuyan, saying:
"Do you have something to say to me? If you don't say it now, I may not listen when we get there."
Qi Liuyan shrank into a corner of the car, trying hard to minimize her presence.
However, who could she deceive with such a self-deceptive tactic?
She glared at Lin Beichen fiercely before speaking, hesitantly:
"You think you can get the treasures when you arrive at the Medicine Immortal Pavilion? In my opinion, you're not far from death!"
