A taxi drove on the highway.
Its headlights, a lonely beacon pushing back the darkness.
The entire highway was empty, save for this one taxi.
Suddenly, the phone of Lin Yi, who was sitting in the car, rang.
He took it out and saw it was a call from Yang Yong.
The moment he answered, he heard Yang Yong's anxious voice.
"Hello? Lin Yi, where have you run off to?"
"Coach, I'm on my way to Wushan!"
"What? You're going to Wushan?"
Instantly, Yang Yong fell into a brief silence.
Then, his tone grew heavy. "Lin Yi, it's no use for you to go. You can't help with what's happening there!"
"The Demon Hunting Bureau, the Golden Robe Guard, and the Tiger Guard have all gone over. You don't need to worry too much about their safety. If there really is danger, you..."
"Even if I can't help, at least I can collect their bodies!"
Lin Yi replied, his tone flat.
On the other end of the line, Yang Yong fell silent once more.
