"Alright, thank you for your help."
They bid each other farewell, and the spiritual link was subsequently severed.
In an instant, the noise in his mind seemed isolated, and the surroundings returned to silence.
Fang Cheng stood alone, the breeze gently brushing by, stirring the hem of his clothes.
His eyes narrowed slightly as he contemplated his next move.
The treasure hunt was now concluded, and he had left no trace that might reveal his whereabouts.
There seemed no need to go out of his way to clean up, to avoid being found by the Lu Family and the Black Sect.
Bzzz———
While pondering, an unusual sound came from afar, drawing closer.
Fang Cheng raised his head alertly, his gaze sharp, as keen as an eagle's.
He saw a helicopter flashing glaring red lights, its rotor creating an airstream, slicing through the night sky, rapidly approaching his direction.
