The roaring Range Rover, like the most agile cheetah on the grasslands, moved with unmatched swiftness. The somber sound of its engine fleeting yet profound as it sliced through the vast wilderness.
The silent night in Dongchuan gained an additional tapping noise due to this.
Approaching speeds of nearly two hundred kilometers per hour, and following the map, it took less than half an hour for the two to arrive at a small town. In the light, only the shadows of trees shivered in the cold wind, while human figures could vaguely be seen moving behind the glass of distant buildings, even though it was not yet midnight.
Ye Feng and his companion couldn't help but wonder if they had come to a deserted town.
"We can only spend the night here. People have moved out further in because of fear, leaving behind only a few stubborn elderly who refused to leave. It's almost like a ghost town."
Zhang Wenyuan slowed the car down, his tone tinged with a touch of emotion.