At this moment, the night had fallen like a heavy curtain, enveloping the entire camp tightly.
In the distant horizon, it was as if soaked in ink, pitch-black without a trace of light, only a few dim lights in the military camp flickered in the breeze, seemingly about to be swallowed by darkness at any moment.
Shen Ruoxi's hair gently fluttered in the breeze, Jun Moling's deep and abyss-like black eyes focused on her, speaking gently, "How to find her?"
He was well aware of Shen Ruoxi's concerns; if Ning Zhen had been affected by that mysterious powder and encountered any mishap, the fewer people knew about it, the better.
She softly replied, "You secretly call Chengyi over, you'll know soon enough."
Jun Moling nodded slightly and did as instructed.
Soon, Xiao Chengyi hurried over. When he learned that Shen Ruoxi could find Ning Zhen, he was incredulous, "How to search?"
After all, the heavy rain just now had mercilessly washed away any possible traces.
