Out of curiosity, the taxi driver turned his head to take one last look before leaving the area for good. That one glance instantly scared him, making the five hundred dollars in his hand feel like it was burning.
"Ward damn!"
Li Ang, who had just exited the vehicle, was now nowhere to be seen, leaving only a pair of shoes and a set of clothing on the edge of the cliff.
This place was no gentle sandy beach, but rather a cliff rising more than ten meters high, with nothing below but seawater and rocks.
During the cold winter, it was already absurd enough to come here for the breeze, how could someone possibly go swimming? And it seemed like they had jumped straight down.
Driven by humanitarian instinct, the taxi driver made a swift U-turn with a tail flick and returned to the spot where Li Ang had gotten off.
When he finally made it to the edge of the cliff, panting heavily, and looked down, the sight once again shocked him.
