"Seriously?"
Thirteen Yao's expression turned panicked, and even his steps grew unsteady.
"I believe Dao Master is still alive. If it's Dao Master, he'll definitely come back."
Dao Long answered with a resolute expression, quickening his pace at the same time.
Thirteen Yao followed him for a couple of steps, then gradually fell behind. Once Dao Long's figure had vanished at the end of the street, he stopped.
Standing on the bustling street, Thirteen Yao furrowed his brow slightly, as if he were weighing something.
A moment later, a luxury car pulled up beside him.
The door opened, and a bronze-skinned man leaned out from the back seat. In a deep, muffled voice, he asked, "Brother Yao? What's going on?"
Thirteen Yao didn't answer right away. Instead, he got into the car, closed the door, and sat thinking for a while before saying thoughtfully, "Only those two made it back."
The muscular man with bronze skin immediately looked delighted. "Oh? So Dao Ming Si really is stuck in prison?"
"Yeah. It doesn't seem like a lie."
Thirteen Yao rubbed his chin, then suddenly glared at the muscular man with displeasure. "Show some respect. Don't call him Dao Ming Si. Call him Dao Master!"
"Oh, right. So since Dao Master is gone..."
The muscular man held out his hand and pressed it downward.
"Send someone to ask around the prison again. We need to get reliable information."
Thirteen Yao suddenly adopted a tone full of compassion. "There's no need to rush, but we can start making preparations. After all, it's Dao Master's legacy. We can't let outsiders take those territories."
The muscular man beamed, his grin nearly reaching the back of his head. "All right, all right. I'll go make the arrangements right now..."
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