"This guy really has no patience."
Wang Jixuan had left only five or six minutes ago when, on the edge of his spiritual sense, he detected a mottled qi. Confirming the fluctuation of qi, it was that Telekinesis Spirit Ability User named Lv Dongjie.
The other was quietly following him from more than a hundred meters away.
Wang Jixuan, dressed in home clothes, wandered around the camp as if he was out shopping.
He completely appeared like a new engineer who had just arrived at the place, curiously observing the environment of the camp.
The camp had a small tavern. Engineers from the mines and reservoirs ended their shifts and had a few drinks there, with some amateur bands playing.
There were also some shops opened by the families of the engineers, such as tailors and grocers.
To Wang Jixuan, this camp felt like a sunlit, downscaled territory of the Wanli Gold Gang.
