Feng Jinghan, a figure who held sway over both the lawful and the lawless, issued an order, and everyone else followed his command.
When it came to the South Border, in fact, there was no one more familiar with it than Feng Jinghan.
Zhuo Junyue checked the time, and it was already eight o'clock.
Normally, the sun would have risen by now.
But the thick fog blanketed everything, making it impossible to see the sunlight. If the sunlight were visible, it could have dispersed some of the fog.
He thought that perhaps they had chosen the right path this time. The dense fog often caused people to lose their way.
This forest exuded an eerie atmosphere everywhere.
To avoid getting separated, Ah Long gave up the idea of catching fish for the young lady.
After all, safety was the most important thing for them now.
Once lost in such a dense forest, the danger would be considerable.
Moreover, they began to notice that even their mobile phone signals were becoming intermittent.
