On the way back, Zhang Jiefang and Director Luo were alone in a car, surrounded by a convoy front and back.
Bloodthorn, Golden Tiger, and Hou Cui were in the car right behind them.
Zhang Jiefang felt unsettled, pondering over it again and again before finally glancing at Director Luo who was driving: "Is it just my imagination, or does Ye Fan seem to know we're coming to pick someone up, and has already prepared for it?"
"It's not an illusion, Mr. Ye actually said that." Director Luo blurted out.
"Don't you find it a bit strange?" Zhang Jiefang frowned deeply.
A certain terrifying suspicion surfaced in his mind, yet he couldn't quite grasp what exactly made him feel so terrified.
It was precisely this inexplicable unease that made it increasingly difficult for him to remain calm.
