By the time he reached Konse Suburb, it was already late in the evening.
After getting out of the car, Starbucks said, "Are you sure you don't want a reward?"
"You're not my type," Chen Ke replied.
"That's quite hurtful, but thank you anyway," Starbucks said.
Yaha, with hands on hips, spoke, "If I get a chance in the future, I'll find a suitable gift for you."
"There's no need, we won't be seeing each other again," Chen Ke said with a smile.
He glanced at the fuel gauge then started the car, leaving the twinkling lights of Konse behind in the distance.
After a long and lonely journey, at 3 a.m, he finally arrived in the northern woods of Chicken Snake Country.
These primeval forests located in the valley required one to turn off the national road and onto a muddy path to enter.
Within the woods, there was a cleared mud track wide enough for a truck to pass. Illuminated by the headlights, some faint tire tracks were discernible on the ground.
