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West Mountain Village is a small village on the outskirts of Donghai City, roughly an hour's drive away.
The rugged road was riddled with potholes as Ye Ling drove along the bumpy path, Mo Xing's face darkened, "Dammit, there must be a problem; otherwise, why would he hide here!"
"Right now, the key is whether he knows who the mastermind behind the scenes is; this is crucial."
Ye Ling frowned and asked, while Mo Xing nodded on the side. He didn't believe that this guy was directly sought out by the hidden culprit.
After all, no one would be that foolish. Everyone was aware of the methods employed by Mo Xing and his team; once someone was under investigation, it was over for them.
Twenty minutes later, Ye Ling and two others stopped in front of a dilapidated courtyard. The courtyard was old, with a persimmon tree inside, but it had long since lost not only its fruit but also its leaves, scattering them on the ground.
"The door is closed; could it be that he's not at home?"
