In the wilderness, a motorcycle was racing across the land with a woman sitting behind Zheng Yichen, who from time to time monitored the sky and ground behind to ensure that there were no pursuers. After confirming they were alone, she let out a long sigh of relief, looking significantly more exhausted: "Thank you."
Although she didn't know who Zheng Yichen was or why he was out in the wilderness, stumbling upon him was incredibly lucky...
"I'm quite interested in your situation. Are you being hunted?"
"...Not exactly being hunted," the woman shook her head, her expression complex: "Why are you in the wilderness?"
"I'm traveling," claimed Zheng Yichen with an unchanging face. Upon hearing this, the woman almost rolled her eyes in disbelief—because really, who would believe that? She glanced in a certain direction, then back at Zheng Yichen again, her expression contemplative.
