Night. A silver-white car was driving along National Highway 203.
Two beams of headlights became twin white lines, their path slicing through the pitch-black, endless road.
"Senior Brother, for such a big operation, hunting the Chen Dragon, how come there wasn't even a whisper about it to us from Maoshan before?"
Fang Changle gripped the wheel, his peripheral vision catching Li Miaoyin in the passenger seat, then flicking to the rearview mirror to look at Senior Brother Yu Hua sitting in the back.
At this moment, the outstanding Maoshan disciple, a powerhouse at the Sect Leader Realm, was sitting with his eyes closed, conserving his energy.
"Senior Brother..." Fang Changle couldn't help but call again.
If Li Miaoyin hadn't come back to deliver the message, he wouldn't even know something so major had erupted at Qin Ancient Town—Celestial Master level experts had arrived.
