Not long afterward, on the Southern Highway.
A convoy reduced to just five off-road vehicles sped along the battered road.
Suddenly, inside the lead vehicle, a deep blue glow rippled through the air without warning.
The thick, briny smell of the sea instantly filled the cabin.
On the roof, Ye Zhen, who had been dozing with his head lowered and his long sword in his arms, snapped his eyes open, a sharp gleam flashing through them.
But after catching that familiar salty scent, he smacked his lips, rolled over, and closed his eyes to go back to sleep.
Inside the vehicle, light flickered over the passenger seat, and Lin Cheng's figure solidified out of thin air.
A Wu, who had been concentrating on driving, jumped at the sudden disturbance.
The steering wheel jerked, and the off-road vehicle swerved in an S across the highway before he steadied it.
Once he saw it was Lin Cheng, A Wu let out a long breath. "Boss Lin, is it dealt with?"
"It's dealt with. The plan went smoothly."
Lin Cheng leaned back in his seat, his tone as calm as if he had just stepped out to buy groceries.
A flicker of shock crossed A Wu's eyes.
He knew the Peddler had been hunting Zhou Deng. He had been there when they discussed the plan to lure the Peddler into the Twisted Land.
That was a terrifying entity capable of driving people into a dead end.
He had expected a grueling fight that might even take days. He had never imagined it would be over so quickly.
"Boss Lin..." A Wu hesitated before speaking.
"If we hadn't had so many messes to deal with over in Dajing City..."
"We really should have gone straight over and contained the Peddler during those few days