Feng Jun's trip to Pingcheng this time had been rather unsuccessful.
Especially since a magical artifact that had been within easy reach had slipped through his fingers. It left him feeling deeply frustrated.
Zhuang Haoyun had wanted to drive the two of them back, but Feng Jun said, "We won't trouble Boss Zhuang. No one else needs to chauffeur us either."
Boss Zhuang knew that Feng Jun was still brooding over the Stone Lamp and was somewhat dissatisfied with his attitude, so he wanted to give them the Jin Territory car to drive back to Yang City.
Feng Jun repeatedly declined, saying he did not need it and was not short of cars to drive. In the end, he had no choice but to say, "Just take us to the town."
Boss Zhuang drove them into town and let them off.
Just as they got out, they happened to encounter another car.
The car slowly came to a stop as it passed them. In a small town like this, even seeing two cars was rare.
The window rolled down, revealing Fourth Uncle Zhuang's face. He nodded at them. "Leaving? Have a safe trip."
Watching the window roll back up and the car slowly pull away, Zhuang Haoyun's lips twitched, and he let out a soft snort through his nose.
Feng Jun could not even be bothered to acknowledge him. He worried that if he took one look at that man's face, he would not be able to stop himself from intercepting the car halfway and killing him for his treasure.
When they reached a corner of the street and saw no one around, he took out a motorcycle. "Get on."
Tang Wenji stepped forward, grabbed the handlebars, and said, "I'll ride. You sit behind me!"
Feng Jun naturally let her