Somewhere in the deep mountains and ancient forests of Dongsheng Shenzhou.
"Where exactly are we going? Do we still have any of our own people in Dongsheng Shenzhou?"
Winter Melon had endured days of exhausting travel. Before her injuries had healed, Li Xingtian had slashed her again, and before she could treat the wound, Pig Mask had dragged her hither and thither.
Occasionally, Pig Mask even had to take her darting from place to place.
It would have been fine if they had a destination. At least there would have been an end to it.
But when Winter Melon saw a familiar mountaintop for the third time, she could no longer hold back. This pig was undoubtedly running around aimlessly, and in circles at that.
Wasn't he simply taking her life out for a joyride? The entire Dongsheng Shenzhou headquarters had been blown sky-high. Her life surely had no value left to exploit, either. If they met again, they really would cut her down in passing.
Could there be an actual pig behind that Pig Mask?
Pig Mask stopped moving and gave Winter Melon a dangerous look.
Winter Melon met his gaze without backing down. If she cowered again now, she would most likely die at this pig's hands.
"If you have people on our side, you should gather them. If you have a destination, you should go there, instead of taking me around in circles. There must still be a Heavenly Net out searching for us."
"You might not care about my life or your own, but we have to report the news and situation here, even if you're the only one who reports it."
Pig Mask spoke calmly. "I'm not going around in circles. I'm gathering the remaining personnel in my own way. From the look of things,