You don't respect your elders or care for children! You'll amount to nothing and never find a wife!

It was six in the evening when Lin Yi finally sat up with a yawn and looked outside the car.

Everyone in the Convoy seemed to be resting. There were hardly any people outside, and they all seemed accustomed to resting during the day and traveling at night.

Bai Le was still asleep in the passenger seat. He seemed to be having a pleasant dream, with drool running from the corner of his mouth.

Blind Cheng lay snoring in the back seat, completely unconcerned about anything going wrong.

Lin Yi picked up a bottle of water and took a few sips, finally feeling much better.

The barrier that kept out the thick fog seemed to work well. At least no Mist Slaves had attacked while the Convoy rested.

This Anomalous Object was practically made for an environment like this.

Lin Yi glanced toward where Yuan Yu and the other two were, then yawned as he opened the door and got out to use the bathroom.

Some people outside noticed Lin Yi. At the sight of his white hair, they no longer dared entertain their little schemes.

He either had an Anomalous Object protecting him or was a sequence transcendent.

Either way, he was not someone they could afford to provoke.

They had better forget about robbing him, or Zhu Qiuhong's fate would serve as the perfect warning.

After using the bathroom, Lin Yi turned and headed back toward the Hummer. Zhang Xu, one of the Convoy's three sequence transcendents, approached from the opposite direction.

Seeing Lin Yi's white hair, he was glad he hadn't tried to rob him earlier.

"Sleep well?"

Zhang Xu acted as though they were already friends, asking the question as soon as he came over.

Looking at the middle-aged man with his air of maturity, Lin