After dropping off the passengers, the Sky Clear completely veered off the map's roads. Shiyu Ling seemed to have found some target, driving the car straight toward the densest fog.
Qin Qianbai shook off that unsettling feeling and asked, "Where are we going?"
"The task is to investigate the terrain, so we're heading to the source of the Charming Mist."
"Um..."
"No 'um'! It sounds creepy." Shiyu Ling clicked his tongue, "I mean, how did you practice that Heavenly Return Skill? The more you practice, the dumber you get, huh?"
