Still, it was the same old place for the rendezvous.
Having learned from the last experience, this time, Li Xianghong didn't dare to enter that mountain depression alone. Instead, she joined hands with Wang Xiaoqiang and they entered together.
These past few days, the Autumn Tiger was raging, the weather as hot as the height of summer, but the small valley between Mantou Mountain and Great Green Mountain was a land of coolness. The area was dense with lush trees, verdant grass, and especially that patch of woods, with branches and leaves so thick and crowns like canopies that they blocked out the sunlight, casting large swaths of shade. The grass on the ground was like a thick, green carpet—clean and soft. Although there would inevitably be some small insects and the like, under the elimination of Wang Xiaoqiang's Aura of Geng Metal, there was no possibility of their survival,
