Zhong Ming did not hesitate for long. In the end, afraid that something might really happen, he gritted his teeth and chose to keep following them.
However, to avoid being discovered, Zhong Ming did not dare follow too closely.
The vehicle slowly drove into a narrow road, with not a soul in sight nearby.
Unsure whether they had already noticed him, Zhong Ming slowed down again. Only when the van ahead was nearly out of sight did he step on the gas and catch up.
Each time he caught sight of the car ahead, he stopped; when he could no longer see it, he would move closer again.
He maintained a considerable distance the entire time.
Zhong Li called again midway, asking whether he had made it home.
Zhong Ming did not dare lie. "No. I'm still following that vehicle. They've driven to a patch of wasteland near the western outskirts. I took a look around—there are no surveillance cameras nearby. If they hide out there, they may be hard to find."
It was precisely because he had considered this that Zhong Ming decided to continue following them.
After hearing Zhong Ming's words, Zhong Li was so angry his head hurt.
"Did you not understand when I told you to go back? If we can't find them, I'll figure something out! What are you trying to prove? I'll say this one last time: turn around and go home immediately!"
"I..."
"Zhong Ming, don't make me angry."
Zhong Ming had wanted to say something else, but when he heard Zhong Li's suddenly calm voice, he did not dare utter another word.
He knew his brother. When Zhong Li was truly angry, he was just like Third Master—his emotions barely showed on the surface, and he was even exceptionally calm.
"Okay, I