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At dusk,
a black car of indiscernible make was traveling along a mountain road.
In ordinary circumstances, we could be sure... it belonged to the Order Foundation.
In the driver's seat, Bai Xiong's sturdy body seemed extremely out of place, necessitating the seat to be pushed back... while behind him, Song Xuan, with a body as thin as cardboard, didn't seem the slightest bit cramped. Beside her, Chen Xiao leaned against the door with a look of arrogance, obviously unwilling to indulge the other.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward... but thankfully, it seemed the awkwardness wouldn't last long as the black car changed lanes, entering a small road next to the highway.
Minutes later, a row of iron fences came into view, stretching along the small road to a sentry post up ahead, where several guards in riot gear walked to the middle of the road, gesturing for the car to stop.