The car sped down the highway. Si You sat beside Zhang Feigu, with enough space between them for another person. The atmosphere was heavy and dead.
Some things did not need to be asked. After Zhang Feigu took over Qiyao, he had to patch up all the holes his father and brother had left behind. Though he acted as if everything were under control, only he knew how overwhelmed he truly was. His series of maneuvers might fool others, but Jiang Tingxu did not believe him. Jiang Tingxu's recent pursuit and suppression of Qiyao had struck directly at its weak points. Of course, that alone was not enough to make Zhang Feigu lose his mind and hijack a car in the middle of the night. Ultimately, ever since Zhou Fan's death, his inner demons had grown stronger by the day, until they had finally shattered him completely.
In just this short time, despite the air conditioning in the car, Zhang Feigu had already taken out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat three times.
Si You closed his eyes to rest. Knowing that Jiang Tingxu had received the news, he felt at ease.
As for Zhang Feigu, Si You would make him understand what it meant to invite a god in easily but find it impossible to send one away.
The car drove for a long time, making turns here and there and taking narrow back roads to avoid surveillance and keep Jiang Tingxu from finding them too quickly. At dawn, the car entered the mountains, wound upward for nearly twenty minutes, and stopped before an old villa.
There was no one around, only this single building. When they got out, the fog was thick enough to quickly leave a layer of moisture on their faces.
Si You looked around and