The drizzling rain wet the tired Street.
The congested traffic didn't move at all.
When Feng bujue came back to his senses, he was already sitting in the back seat of a taxi.
The smell of overnight vomit entered his nose, and he quickly woke up.
His gaze first fell on the car window. Through the water-stained glass, he could only see the murky scenery. A strange shadow flitted past the window. He didn't know if it was a person, a car ... Or something else.
"We're almost there, don't worry. " A few seconds later, a man's voice suddenly came from the driver's seat.
"Where to?" Feng bujue asked the question almost without thinking.
"To where you should be." The man replied,"all journeys should have an end, shouldn't they?"
Feng bujue did not comment on the hidden meaning in the answer. The next second, he asked a more direct question.""You're a 'God'?"
As he asked the question, Feng bujue tried to get up and move forward to get a better look at the man.
