Still Trying to Run? (With the Weather Getting Hotter, Considering Going Up the Mountain to Escape the Heat)

"Mother!!"

Seeing this, Boss Han cried out in alarm. But at that moment, a golden glow suddenly spread around the old woman, and she slowly descended to the ground.

"Mother, are you all right?!"

Boss Han hurried to her side, looking at her with concern. Still shaken, the old woman shook her head.

"Mother's fine, Mother's all right... What was that just now...?"

Before she could finish, golden light flashed. The talisman Fang Zheng had given them shot out from her clothes, turning into a streak of golden radiance that flew straight west.

"Young Master Fang? What is going on...?"

The two were shocked. They hurriedly turned around, only to freeze in place—Fang Zheng had vanished behind them.

Got you!

At the same time, Fang Zheng turned into a gale and fixed his gaze on the Demonic Aura ahead. He had already guessed that the other party would not be able to resist making a move. After all, people like Boss Han, who had only recently been brainwashed by a pyramid scheme, did not possess particularly firm wills and were easily swayed. Someone had to be watching them, ready to react the moment anything went wrong.

And now, it seemed he had been right.

The other party was clearly quite alert as well. The instant it sensed something was wrong, it turned and fled. Unfortunately, now that Fang Zheng had locked onto it, there was no way it could escape.

Still, Fang Zheng found this Demonic Aura rather unusual.

It was somewhat like a mixture of Demonic Aura and incense offerings. Put simply, it was like the offspring of people from different ethnic groups, such as a Mixed-blood child of a Black person and a White person. If Black and White people were used as the comparison, the Mixed-blood child