As evening approached, a battered van came to a halt in a deserted garage.
After the fiasco of firing his gun recklessly in his own car and facing unbearable consequences, Lu Feng was adamant about not bringing his own vehicle for the job anymore.
Luckily, the three warmhearted friends who had kidnapped him were incredibly generous before they left, lending him their vehicle with no limits on how long or how far he could drive it.
Thus, Lu Feng skillfully navigated through Cliff City with Ji Jue in tow, arriving at what looked like a rundown, dilapidated standalone building.
Before the van had even come to a complete stop, he stuck his head out of the window and flashed a beaming, obsequious smile at the scar-faced woman leaning against the doorway.
"Sister Laila... uh..."
He bowed and scraped, rubbing his hands together as he asked, "Got any guns?"
Laila remained silent for a long time, taking a deep breath.
