At the mountain gate.
Dongfang Shi wore a smug smile.
The Third Elder asked in confusion, "What did you just give him?"
Dongfang Shi replied with a mischievous grin, "A bond. A tether. His... motivation to return to the Qingyun Sect!"
Another taxi. Another journey from a mountaintop back to the city. Another trip without a cell phone. Another misunderstanding...
And what was even more ridiculous was that the driver was the same man from last time!
The driver looked at Zhao Dong, but his previous wariness was replaced with a fawning smile. "Sir, how is it you again?"
Zhao Dong gave a wry smile. "I was about to ask you the same thing. This place is in the middle of nowhere. How could I possibly get you as my driver both times I hailed a cab?"
