The Gen Family Business does not know if Shuiheng Mountain has any treasure.
Before coming here, the Gen Family Business had already investigated all available information thoroughly.
Since he's here, he doesn't plan to leave alive.
He's taking a gamble.
Using life and death as stakes.
"I'm going in."
The Gen Family Business stepped into Shuiheng Mountain.
At this moment, Mo Lin's voice echoed in his mind, and a helpless smile appeared on his lips as he murmured to himself.
"If he knew I was doing this, he'd surely blame me."
As he stepped into Shuiheng Mountain, his body was instantly drenched by rainwater.
The Gen Family Business walked along the path forward.
Ahead lay a vast expanse of white misty water.
The dense fog cloaked the path ahead, with visibility less than two meters.
This phenomenon was very strange, raining and dense fog at the same time.
The Gen Family Business felt like he kicked something, he glanced down—it was a severed leg.
