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"On what grounds?" Huai Yi, the person directly involved, reacted strongly.

"Could it be," Fatty piped up weakly from the side, tentatively suggesting, "because of that bus?"

The moment the words "bus" were uttered, the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees.

Jiang Cheng looked at Fatty. "Go on."

"I-I just think it's quite a coincidence. We just got off the bus, and then Brother Huai Yi's account got deactivated." Fatty analyzed, "Think about the people we met on the bus, the ones who got on with us, and the teammates in the missions. Aren't they all dead?"

Fatty's ability to express himself was average, but Jiang Cheng and Huai Yi more or less understood. "You mean everyone who got on that bus is, in a sense, already dead?" Huai Yi was startled by the thought.

"Or maybe it left some aura from the bus, but..."

Before Fatty could finish, Jiang Cheng interrupted, "It's a brand. That bus left a brand on us, that's how it found us."

"A brand." Huai Yi inexplicably found the word fitting, and terrifying at the same time.

The word came to him thanks to Lin Wan'er's inspiration. When mentioning Old President, Lin Wan'er had used the word "domain."

That bus was Old President's domain. The only one who truly escaped, Xia Tan, had managed to leave by tearing through Old President's domain.

In ancient fables, those who passed through Sunset Land were also branded, like a pass from one world to another.

"If that's the case, will that bus come looking for us again?" This was Huai Yi's greatest fear. The risk last time was still fresh in his memory.

"Yes, that's already confirmed." Jiang Cheng said, "You need to be prepared."

Huai Yi's heart sank. His first thought was that he