As the battlefield of the "God King Incident" a few days ago, Burial Dragon City had been severely damaged. Already a Cataclysm Zone, it was now littered with shattered tiles and crumbling walls.
Steel frameworks sprawled across the open air, and every building was riddled with holes.
The mighty motorcade rolled over the broken roads and headed all the way to the only relatively intact manor in the city center.
This manor had originally been the private residence of an Anti-Government Armed Forces leader. After Burial Dragon City was liberated, it had been confiscated.
The "God King Incident" had happened not to affect it, so it became the place where Zhao Ji and Qing Lan advanced.
The black motorcade, like a long dragon, came to a stop. The guards got out first and spread out around the area to stand watch.
Once everything had been arranged, Shen Ling Shuang got out and jogged to the rear row, opening the car door.
As the door opened, a foot in a military boot stepped out and crushed the glass shards on the ground. Amid the grating crackle, Qiu Tu, dressed in a black uniform, got out of the car.
Meanwhile, Zhao Ji and Qing Lan were watching the scene from the rooftop of the manor's small third-floor structure.
Qing Lan clicked her tongue twice and said, "I have to admit, Qiu Tu looks pretty good dressed like that. Not only is he handsome, but he carries himself exceptionally well. No wonder he can hook up with so many women."
As she said that, Qing Lan seemed to think of something. She turned to Zhao Ji beside her and said, "Sister Zhao Ji, you have to be careful."
"I feel like that scumbag Qiu Tu has had his eye on you for a