Setting Out

In the blink of an eye, a day slipped by. August 1. Silver City. Qiao's Mining. Inside the top-floor executive office. Qiao Feilong stood before the window, looking out over all of Silver City. From this floor-to-ceiling glass, the modest city was laid bare in its entirety. Though the sky was clear and bright, an oppressive weight hung over him. "The wind is rising!" Qiao Feilong murmured softly, his hair streaked with white. This wind had not begun today. The moment Red Moon launched an overt strike to capture the last heir of the Eight Great Families—only for Yuan Shuo to slay one of their Three Sols experts—the gale had begun howling across Silver City. Not just Silver City; throughout the entire Silver Moon Province, nowhere felt the storm as fiercely as this place. Red Moon, Feitian, Yama, various small and medium organizations, and the Night Watchers all had their eyes fixed on Silver City. How much longer could the Qiao family remain hidden after so many years in the shadows? Once exposed, the first to move against him would not be outsiders, but Yama. He had been planted in Silver City as Yama's pawn. Originally, Yama knew very little about the Eight Great Families of Silver City. But upon learning that Red Moon had laid plans here, and given that Qiao Feilong was a native of Silver City, they had dispatched him back home. Back then, Qiao Feilong was merely a martial master at the peak of the Ten-Slayer realm. In that era, such strength was respectable enough, but to Yama, having one more or one fewer Qiao Feilong made little difference. His primary purpose was to drive a nail into Red Moon's territory. Yet no one had expected that Qiao Feilong would actually uncover something in Silver City, reaping enormous benefits. While countless people fought tooth and nail in the outside world without ever crossing into the Three Sols realm, he had quietly stepped into it without a sound. If word got out, Yama would undoubtedly send assassins after him, and their leader might even come in person... To take a Ten-Slayer and elevate him to Three Sols without extensive tempering meant the ruins in Silver City were formidable beyond imagination. "It's time to leave!" Qiao Feilong murmured again. Silver City was no place to linger. Now that Red Moon had lost a Three Sols expert, far too many eyes were focused here. Yet he remained unwilling to let go... He had not fully excavated those ruins. He felt he had barely scratched the surface of their benefits, yet even that little bit had carried him into the Three Sols realm. If he could inherit everything within, he would surely surpass Three Sols and could even build a powerful supernatural organization on par with the Three Great Organizations. He could not bear to walk away! Greed resided in everyone, and having already tasted the prize, how could he willingly give it up? "Li Hao..." *Knock, knock, knock!* A knock came at the office door. "Enter!" Qiao Peng pushed open the door and stepped inside. "Father." Qiao Feilong turned to face him, his expression placid. "What is it?" "Father, the Night Watchers branch establishment ceremony is tonight, presided over by Director Hao Lianchuan himself. While you and I aren't on the invitation list, Uncle Chen and the others are..." "I see." Uncle Chen, the driver, had been protecting Qiao Peng recently. He was also Qiao's Mining's semi-concealed trump card—the strongest expert they currently displayed openly, possessing Moon Overflow strength. Such a figure was no weaker than Liu Long, enough to demonstrate the status and might of Qiao's Mining. Qiao Feilong had done this to prevent reckless fools from targeting the Qiao family. If someone caused trouble, handling it would become awkward—whether they struck back or held their hand would both bring complications. If this Moon Overflow expert had been revealed openly earlier, would Liu Long have dared to sneak into his bedroom in the dead of night? To avoid such irritating incidents, this powerhouse had been brought into the open. The story fed to the outside world—and to certain upper-class figures—was that Qiao Feilong had paid an enormous fortune to hire him as a guardian expert. He was provided one hundred cubic meters of mysterious energy each year, valued at up to one hundred million star coins. By comparison, a branch director like Liu Long earned a monthly salary of just three cubic meters of mysterious energy, or thirty-six a year—and that was the compensation offered by the Night Watchers, the sole official authority. Evidently, following the Qiao family offered far greater rewards. Seeing his father lost in thought, Qiao Peng spoke up again to interrupt him. "Father, can I attend the ceremony tonight?" "You?" Qiao Feilong frowned slightly. "Why would you go?" He was not a supernatural, nor had he received an invitation. Going uninvited was simply courting trouble. "I want to take the opportunity to speak with Liu Yan and clear up our previous grudge. Besides... I want to interact with Li Hao more!" Qiao Peng sounded bitter. "If Liu Long hadn't interfered yesterday, I might have obtained Li Hao's blood already." He still had not recovered from yesterday's failure. They had been so close! Qiao Feilong's brow furrowed, but he soon shook his head. "No need! I have plans for Li Hao." Qiao Feilong did not wish to drag things out any longer. While his ruins were not yet fully explored, once the Night Watchers finished excavating the other site, Silver City's temporary calm would shatter. He had little time to waste. Before that happened, he had to deal with Li Hao and try to unlock the ruins. Unfortunately... the Li family sword seemed to have been handed over to the Night Watchers. He still could not determine whether opening it required the weapon or the bloodline. That uncertainty was precisely why his actions had appeared so hesitant. "Father, the plans you mentioned... are?" "Stage an ambush!" Qiao Feilong said coldly. "Pose as Red Moon members and attack him. We don't need to kill him, but we must secure some of his blood—preferably his heart's blood!" There was no other choice. Qiao Peng nodded. He had no objections, though his objections would not have mattered anyway. "Do we strike after Hao Lianchuan leaves?" "Yes." Qiao Feilong nodded. If he had a choice, he would have preferred waiting until Yuan Shuo left as well. However, when Yuan Shuo headed to the other ruins, he would likely take Li Hao with him; those people would never leave Li Hao behind in Silver City, knowing Red Moon was watching him. At present, the Qiao family's sole advantage lay in concealment. No one knew their true strength or situation. Disguising themselves as Red Moon to ambush Li Hao meant that even if an investigation followed, it would only point toward Red Moon. That might buy them a little more time to fully unearth the ruins. He simply could not bear to walk away empty-handed! After conversing for a while, Qiao Peng glanced around, hesitating. Qiao Feilong frowned again. "Speak!" "Father, we might have to evacuate Silver City soon. When... when can I enter that place and advance to supernatural?" He could hold it in no longer. He wanted to grow stronger! Especially yesterday, when Liu Long had completely ignored him, looking down on him and only exchanging words with Uncle Chen. That contempt and dismissal made him miserable. Li Hao had been the same way! Because he was merely an ordinary person while Li Hao had entered the Ten-Slayer realm, Li Hao had looked right past him as well. Qiao Peng could endure it no longer! He wanted to become a supernatural. In any case, according to his father's plans, they would be leaving soon. Qiao Peng quickly added, "Father, if we have to leave, remaining an ordinary person will only slow down our retreat. If I can step into the supernatural realm, at least I won't hold everyone back." Qiao Feilong knitted his brows. Now was hardly an ideal time. Of course, Qiao Peng was his only son; he had never intended to suppress him forever. Holding him back before had been partly for secrecy and partly for another reason. Seeing the anxiety and resentment buried deep in Qiao Peng's eyes, he understood that prolonged suppression had left his son bitter. "Peng'er, becoming a supernatural is easy!" Qiao Feilong said gently. "If this were ten years ago, I would have made you one long ago! But over the years, as my discoveries grew and my own strength increased, I came to realize far more." He looked at Qiao Peng, his tone turning peculiar. "Everyone claims unlocking the supernatural lock is the ticket to the mysterious! Yet over the years, my findings have told me that opening the supernatural lock too early overdraws one's potential and burns through life force. "For martial masters, the Thousand-Battler realm is the absolute limit, where the path ahead is severed. Thus, the martial path is not the true way. Yet the supernatural... is not necessarily safe either, nor does it guarantee a brighter future than martial arts." Qiao Feilong said solemnly, "I imagine certain powerful supernaturals have also uncovered these issues through ancient ruins and old texts. Wait a little longer. Once we explore the ruins further, I promise you will become a powerhouse!" His father's vague explanation left Qiao Peng feeling stifled and unsatisfied. What had his father discovered? Not safe? Nowadays, supernaturals ran rampant across the world, the mighty among them soaring through the skies and burrowing underground like immortals. No matter how unsafe it was, could it be more dangerous than being a mortal? He could not help but press, "Father, regardless of which path I take, I haven't made any progress in martial arts or supernatural power all these years... I can't just sit around doing nothing and expect to become powerful, can I?" Even if supernatural abilities were unsafe, what about martial arts? Yet his father refused to let him absorb mysterious energy, so naturally his martial arts had seen no progress. To this day, he had not even reached the Ten-Slayer realm, remaining nothing more than an ordinary person with rudimentary combat skills. Qiao Feilong grew impatient. "Would I ever harm you? You cannot absorb too much mysterious energy at this stage; absorbing too much ruins your innate potential! I've already discovered a far more unique and powerful energy in the ruins!" His eyes lit up, a spark of excitement showing for the first time. "That energy is different from ordinary mysterious energy, and different from inner force. It can nourish your physical body and make your supernatural lock stronger! On the surface, it doesn't seem to increase raw strength by much, but once combined with mysterious energy, it acts like the power of heaven itself! As long as we acquire more of it... you'll quickly break through to the Hundred-Breaker or even Thousand-Battler realm of martial masters... and then use that mighty physical vessel to shatter your supernatural lock, leaping straight to Solar Radiance or even Three Sols!" Qiao Peng's expression shifted. Leap straight to Solar Radiance or Three Sols? How could that be possible! Even after excavating the ruins, his father had spent over a decade reaching his current level. It sounded like a fairy tale. "Is... Father, is that really true?" "Of course!" Qiao Feilong said with a frown. "Not just you—even I can use this energy to heal old hidden injuries from my earlier years and replenish the potential I exhausted. After entering Three Sols, I realized making further progress was nearly impossible because I had overdrained my potential and run dry. But that substance can restore it for us." A flush of excitement colored his face. If he could secure enough of that energy, he could make himself whole again, press forward, and perhaps even transcend Three Sols to become a true sovereign powerhouse standing on equal footing with the leaders of the Three Great Organizations. At this moment, Qiao Peng wavered, no longer insisting on becoming a supernatural right away. Since his father had put it this way, he likely was not lying. Unless he wasn't his father's biological son. *** After speaking a bit longer, Qiao Feilong dismissed the expectant Qiao Peng. The smile faded from Qiao Feilong's face. He sighed and suddenly said, "Tell me... over all these years, have we been unlocking the real ruins, or... just the periphery?" "Why do you say that?" A faint voice drifted through the spacious office. Qiao Feilong frowned. "The area we've discovered... as we continue to develop it, it feels... it gives me the impression of an outer perimeter rather than the true core! And the core is very likely behind that door. Otherwise, what else could be behind it?" "Behind the door?" The ethereal voice spoke again, tinged with uncertainty. "Perhaps there is nothing behind it at all..." "Impossible. That energy is seeping out from behind that very door!" Qiao Feilong argued. "It's just leaking in tiny quantities. Besides, you saw the door—I noticed several indentations on it. Do you think it requires the weapons of the Eight Great Families to be slotted in before it can open? "Only then can one enter the true ruins of the Eight Great Families!" The more Qiao Feilong spoke, the more certain he became. Yet... his hands were tied. The other seven families were all dead, leaving only Li Hao alive. And Li Hao's sword had been handed over to the Night Watchers. Even if Qiao Feilong suspected the weapons were needed, he had no way to acquire them. That was a major reason he was wavering on whether to leave early. "I'm thinking of sealing the ruins for now. Once I'm strong enough, I'll hunt down Red Moon, reclaim the weapons they took, and then retrieve the sword from the Night Watchers..." This was Qiao Feilong's recent consideration. "The decision is yours!" the hidden voice replied. Qiao Feilong chuckled. "You're always like this. Fine, I'll decide myself!" He added with a touch of regret, "It's a pity we can't secure enough energy. Otherwise, I suspect that energy might have helped you reshape a physical body..." "It doesn't matter." The person in the shadows gave a light laugh. "Boss, it's precisely because I shed the shackles of the physical form that I've reached where I am today. Every cause has its effect; who can say losing a body is necessarily a bad thing?" "Yet it remains incomplete!" Qiao Feilong said in a low voice. "From the information gathered over the years, the physical body remains vital. Shedding the flesh to transcend worldly limits is an unreliable path! Red Moon had a plan like that, and you saw and felt the things you uncovered before. Those entities are merely puppets, not true divine beings!" "Divine beings..." The hidden figure fell silent. At that moment, he thought of the Red Shadows—puppet-like, devoid of self-awareness. Though formless, traceless, and invisible to outsiders, they had not achieved true transcendence. Red Moon had likely discovered something as well and begun experimenting. Yet by now, everything proved that the path did not work. Qiao Feilong asked again, "Did Red Moon send someone later to collect those things?" "I'm not sure. Yuan Shuo was in the city, and Hao Lianchuan hadn't left yet, so I didn't dare investigate rashly. When I checked later, they were gone. Red Moon might have collected them, or they simply dissipated." "A pity!" Qiao Feilong sighed. Otherwise, he would have liked to capture a few to see if they held any value. *** Li Hao naturally knew nothing of the conversation taking place at Qiao's Mining. At this moment, he was holed up in the basement with Liu Long and the others. Today, an extra vehicle sat inside the basement. A modified vehicle. Yun Yao was currently outfitting it, delicately embedding pieces of ice crystal into the frame to turn the entire cabin into a sealed ice crystal chamber. Beside her, Liu Yan folded her arms, smiling brightly. "Modifying it is fine, but Li Hao definitely can't be the driver. If he takes the wheel... no matter how tightly you wrap it, he'll shatter it in a crash!" Li Hao looked embarrassed. "Sis, my driving has been pretty decent these past few days!" "Cut it out!" Liu Yan scoffed. Decent, my foot. Wang Ming and the other newcomers were also present. Wang Ming looked over the vehicle, frowning. "What's the point of modifying a car? The sound of the engine will still draw attention; this only masks supernatural power." Why bother modifying it? He felt it was unnecessary. Ice crystals were not cheap, and they broke easily. "Masking supernatural power is enough!" Liu Long stated calmly. "The supernaturals among you will stay inside the vehicle so your power doesn't leak and get detected." Martial masters did not have to worry about this, but supernaturals were the most prone to exposure. Beside the vehicle, Chen Jian was hauling weapons, asking as he worked, "Boss, can't you reveal the target yet?" "What's the rush!" Liu Long cut him off. He then looked at Wang Ming and the others. "I've already outlined your mission. One more thing to remember: try not to leave the cabin! Unless the enemy flees toward your position, do not charge out... The ice crystal chamber's purpose isn't just to hide you, but to set up an ambush. You must seize that opening!" Turning to Chen Jian and the others, he instructed, "You, Wu Chao, and Liu Yan are tasked with using thermal weapons to destroy the target! The target will immediately try to eliminate you... Of course, there's a chance they might ignore you, but for a Solar Radiance expert, being bombarded with heavy munitions usually provokes retaliation!" The trio nodded. Clearly, they were being used as bait. It was not their first time. Compared to the supernaturals, their role was far more perilous. "What about me?" Li Hao asked, noticing Liu Long had not assigned him anything. Liu Long glanced at him, saying flatly, "What do you think you can do?" *Me...* Li Hao was speechless. Of course, he understood Liu Long's intent—there was an element of protecting him. Liu Long knew he had stepped into the Hundred-Breaker realm, making him slightly stronger than Chen Jian and Wu Chao. "Your mission is simple... take out that flea!" Liu Long assigned a task after all, worried Li Hao might wander off. The "flea" referred to Qiao Peng. The Qiao family had to be eradicated down to the roots. "Wouldn't it be better to send Sister Liu..." "Just follow orders!" Liu Long said heavily. "Besides, if that person is in the office at the time, you're the better fit. I'm worried your teacher won't care whether Liu Yan lives or dies. Understand?" Li Hao understood. If Qiao Peng happened to be there as well, it would be troublesome to handle. Of course, if he was present, Yuan Shuo might casually wipe him out in passing. Li Hao thought for a moment, then asked, "Boss, does that guy really never go home? Does he stay in his office even late at night?" "Yes. For many years, he has lived there." Qiao Feilong never returned home, staying in his office around the clock. It was indeed peculiar—perhaps for secrecy, or perhaps for another reason. In any case, he had a bedroom in the office. Liu Long had spied on him there previously, so he knew Qiao Feilong would not leave at night. "Since we are dividing our forces, everyone must be careful. We strike according to the set time. Sync your watches now!" The team synchronized their watches. The supernaturals were not wearing any; supernatural energy easily interfered with such devices. However, they would be moving alongside Liu Yan and the rest, so it was not an issue. Once preparations were complete, Liu Long took a deep breath and waited in silence. The basement was quiet save for the busy sounds of the team. After some time, the vehicle modifications were finished. Liu Long stood up. "Li Hao, let's take a walk outside so everyone sees we're still around... As for the rest of you, Liu Yan will drive and lead the team to the designated location!" "Yes!" Liu Yan's eyes flashed with excitement. She knew who tonight's target was. The Qiao family! Her mission was simple: drive to high ground near the mine, conceal the vehicle, and wait. Once the time arrived, blow them to hell with artillery! Soon, Wang Ming and the others boarded the vehicle. Aside from Liu Long and Li Hao, everyone else climbed inside. The doors shut. Liu Long focused his senses and could barely detect any mysterious energy, nodding in satisfaction. Otherwise, novices like Wang Ming could easily leak mysterious energy. If those three Solar Radiance cultivators stepped out of the ruins, they would easily detect their presence. Another door in the basement opened, leading straight to the underground garage. Driving out from there would draw no attention. *** Once the others had departed, Liu Long showed a hint of tension. As he walked, he spoke in a low voice, "This is the strongest opponent I've ever faced in my career—and not just one. Then there's your teacher's side... Nothing must go wrong, or we'll be in serious trouble!" Qiao's Mining headquarters was located in the urban district, where slips could easily happen. Of course, according to their analysis, neither Yuan Shuo nor Qiao Feilong wanted anyone else in the city to know the truth, and Hao Lianchuan was still in town. Therefore, once fighting broke out, Qiao Feilong would undoubtedly try to flee immediately. Yet that was merely an assumption; nothing was certain. "Boss, we've done everything we can. As for the outcome... overthinking won't help. The more perfect a plan seems, the easier it is for something to go awry. At this point, we just have to grit our teeth and charge ahead!" Liu Long nodded slightly, adding, "Your only task is to protect yourself!" "Don't worry, Boss. I'm a Hundred-Breaker, after all." Hearing this, Liu Long said no more. After a brief pause, he suggested, "Perhaps you should bring Black Panther along to guard against unexpected threats. Supernaturals have many tricks; sometimes a dog can see what humans cannot." He showed extra care toward Li Hao. After all, Li Hao had contributed immensely to his breakthrough to Thousand-Battler. "I will!" As they spoke, they reached the upper floor. Just then, Hao Lianchuan came down the stairs, spotting them with a look of surprise. "Did Wang Ming and the others leave?" He had not sensed any other supernaturals in the building. Had they departed? Liu Long nodded slightly. "They went out ahead of time to purchase items needed for the memorial service. Where are you headed, Director Hao?" "To see Yuan Shuo," Hao Lianchuan said with a smile. "He is the foremost figure in Silver City, after all; we must extend an invitation. But he might not give you face, so I'll go invite him personally!" Surely the old man wouldn't refuse him face, would he? Li Hao quickly interjected, "Director, I'll go! How could we trouble you to make the trip? I'll go call my teacher over." "You'll go?" Hao Lianchuan considered it and nodded. That worked too. As they were talking, Mu Sen walked in from outside, chuckling. "Director Hao, Old Liu, tonight will see a gathering of supernaturals. Should we enforce a curfew? Some of these fellows don't like following rules, so it might save us trouble." "That would be ideal!" Liu Long checked the time. "Let's start it early tonight—curfew at eight! That will keep reckless fools from stirring up trouble on their way here. The banquet will officially begin at nine!" Nine o'clock was a bit late, but for supernaturals, day and night made little difference. Even if Mu Sen had not come, Liu Long would have sought him out; it was best if no one roamed the streets tonight. Mu Sen nodded. Li Hao took his leave, setting off early to find his teacher. *** The Yuan residence. Yuan Shuo held a weapon resembling a set of brass knuckles, though its primary lethal feature was the sharp, horn-like spike at the center. The Zhang family saber! Yuan Shuo pointed at the map on the desk. "Your banquet starts at nine tonight. As the grand finale, I'll set out at eight-thirty. You'll drive, and we'll pass by Qiao's Mining, arriving there around eight forty-five." Silver City was small; by that hour, the streets would be deserted. With a curfew in place tonight, there would be even fewer people. Qiao's Mining headquarters was in the commercial district, which emptied out at night as everyone went home after work. Li Hao remarked, "Teacher, Qiao Feilong is on the top floor. We can't fly, so we'll have to take the elevator or climb the stairs. Won't that give him too much time to react?" Yuan Shuo chuckled. "No matter. Bird Art isn't just for show. Even if I can't reach the roof in one leap, two will be plenty! It won't give him much time to react. He's used to hiding; his initial reaction won't be that fast!" Li Hao nodded. Since his teacher said so, he could only trust him. The master and disciple spoke no further. Time ticked away. Soon, seven o'clock arrived. The sky outside had not fully darkened; summer nights fell later. *** At the same time. The Law Enforcement Building. The Inspectorate was quite bustling tonight, as the Night Watchers branch establishment ceremony was being held right here rather than at a hotel. By seven, guests began trickling in. At the entrance, Inspectorate law enforcement officers welcomed the arrivals. Mu Sen personally led the reception. His presence as Inspectorate Director left many attendees flattered, though some wondered why Liu Long and his team were nowhere to be seen. A martial arts hall master could not help asking, "Director Mu, isn't Director Liu here?" Mu Sen chuckled. "He's here, he's here, but he has a few matters to handle. Director Hao is presiding tonight anyway, so with Director Hao present, it hardly matters whether that fellow is around!" A few people chuckled at the remark, while others dared not smile openly for fear of causing offense. As for Director Hao... everyone knew something about him. The second-in-command of the Silver Moon Province Night Watchers was a top-tier powerhouse. Meeting him in Silver City was an honor. Before this legendary Three Sols expert, martial masters at the Ten-Slayer or Hundred-Breaker realms and supernaturals at the Starlight or Lunar Nether stages dared not show the slightest disrespect. Inside. The Inspectorate's largest hall had been cleared out for the ceremony. Hao Lianchuan was currently frowning. In this vast Inspectorate and expansive hall, plenty of people had arrived, yet he, a Three Sols expert... seemed to be completely ignored. It felt rather stifling! Granted, Liu Long and his team had gone to pay respects to fallen comrades, which he could understand. But Yuan Shuo, that old rascal, hadn't set out either. Did he insist on showing up at the very last moment? Hao Lianchuan's status was too high for ordinary people to approach him comfortably, leaving him with nothing to do. The fault lay in his arriving too early. Since the ceremony was hosted at the Inspectorate and he had nowhere else to go in Silver City, he could only remain here. He had originally thought he could chat with Yuan Shuo once the old man arrived. Looking at the bustling hall and noticing that not a single Night Watcher had shown their face... Hao Lianchuan shook his head slightly. This had to be the strangest establishment ceremony he had ever witnessed. Not one host was present! They could have at least left a deputy director to entertain the guests, couldn't they? Fortunately, Mu Sen jogged in before long. Entering the hall, Mu Sen found Hao Lianchuan and asked impatiently, "Director Hao, should we press Liu Long and the others? They still aren't back, and the ceremony is about to start... It looks bad without them here." "No need," Hao Lianchuan said, shaking his head. "They went to pay respects to fallen comrades; rushing them would be improper. It doesn't matter if they're a bit late—consider it putting these guests in their place! But as for Yuan Shuo, go urge him along!" Mu Sen looked awkward. Pressuring Liu Long was one thing, but pressing Yuan Shuo... he feared getting cursed out. "Are you thick? If you don't dare urge Yuan Shuo, can't you contact Li Hao?" Hao Lianchuan said, exasperated by his lack of flexibility. Hadn't Li Hao gone to invite his teacher? He was definitely with Yuan Shuo, and likely hadn't gone to the memorial. Helpless, Mu Sen could only follow orders and dialed Li Hao's number. After a brief call, he hung up and said helplessly, "Li Hao said his teacher will set out at eight-thirty and arrive sharply at nine!" "..." Hao Lianchuan cursed under his breath. The old man certainly knew how to put on airs. He waved dismissively, annoyed, and left the hall to find a quiet spot to rest. Every last one of these fellows was utterly unreliable—far more unreliable than the reports on Silver City had ever suggested. *** As the various factions continued to arrive, more time passed. A sleek silver car rolled out from the Yuan Family Compound. It was Yuan Shuo's car. Although he rarely drove, he owned one—far beyond what a pauper like Li Hao could afford. Not only did he have a car, but it was remarkably flashy. Men of Yuan Shuo's age typically favored black, but he refused, opting for an eye-catching silver vehicle instead. At this moment, Li Hao was driving with extreme nerves. He had a feeling that after tonight, his teacher's car might be totaled. Of course, he dared not say it aloud, and he certainly wouldn't pay for it even if it killed him. The car gradually sped into the distance. On its way to the Inspectorate, it would pass right by Qiao's Mining.