As Zhao Nuanyue was searching aimlessly, she suddenly spotted a short, stout figure running stealthily forward.
Zhao Nuanyue observed carefully. Even in the darkness, she could tell that the short, stout woman was Liu Lanhua.
'Rather than searching like a headless chicken, following Liu Lanhua is definitely the right move.'
About two minutes later, at a fork in the road, Liu Lanhua met up with several people. Some were carrying clubs, others sacks. After whispering a few words with her, the group began to head south.
Zhao Nuanyue's consciousness roamed through the water, but she couldn't immediately find Yang Guanghui, Li Qiong, or Wang Yuan.
Worried about her brother, Zhao Nuanyue kept a tight grip on his hand as they gave chase.
By the moonlight, Zhao Nuanyue could faintly see a person standing on the Great River Dam. The group rushed forward and knocked the person unconscious.
Zhao Nuanyue froze. 'Who did they just hit?'
