"Did we lose the pursuers?"
"We did!"
"Are you sure no one from Giant Horn City will catch up?"
"They're still in chaos themselves. They managed to send three waves of people after us in such a short time—that's already impressive, isn't it? There won't be anyone else."
"Good. Then, when are you planning to make your move against me?"
"..."
Skinning Villa was about seventy kilometers from Giant Horn City. Once they came within twenty kilometers of the villa, they were already on Count Albaris's land, where the villa's enterprises were everywhere.
Vast swathes of mechanized farmland covered the region, while human-planted forests, black with twisted trees, blanketed the hills. Rusty barbed-wire fences enclosed the entire area.
Wei Lan and the Old Count drove along the highway. By the time they reached this area, everything around them was pitch-black. Only the half-clouded moon gave off a faint light, and even the car's headlights seemed feeble, unable to reach the end of the road.
Hearing the Old Count ask his final question from behind the wheel, Wei Lan turned to him with a smile. "Why would you say that?"
The Old Count slowed down and said quietly, "Anyone could see it!"
"Half of Skinning Villa's armed forces stayed behind to make a feint against Giant Horn City, so they couldn't spare anyone to hunt me down."
"But less than twenty kilometers into our escape, we stumbled into one of Giant Horn City's observation posts outside the city. They had to split off more people to intercept us. Another ten kilometers later, a squad of Giant Horn City investigators caught up with us for no apparent reason."
"To keep them from slowing us down, William stayed behind to hold them off."
"After just a few more kilometers, the remaining cars broke