The guards waved their hands as they watched the car drive away, then one of the guards scratched his head and asked:
"Captain, if he really was Rich then why didn't he directly teleport into the continent?"
The leader of the guards shook his head, patted the guard's shoulder before saying with a sigh, "Poor people like you can't understand what goes through the mind of rich people like us."
"Oh…"
***
The car was going through the path in the forest, seven people were sitting inside, humming to the rhythm of the music that Vritra had created through the misty essence.
Unlike their expectation, it was a rather enjoyable ride.
Vritra was driving, Monk Shitless sat beside him, the three women sat behind them, and Onest sat on the back seat which was meant for luggage.
The weather was sunny, sunlight was peeking through the dense trees, faint sounds of beasts and insects could be heard.
