As they left the scrapyard, the old man's curses echoed in the courtyard, aimed at the dog that wouldn't stop barking while Jiang Qingluan and the others were asking questions.
"You useless mutt, what's the point of keeping you! You're not even as good as that idiot Old Guai, barking away! I'll... I'll let you bark!" The sounds of a thrashing came from the courtyard, suggesting the old man was teaching the dog a lesson.
Returning to the factory's main gate, Yang Xiao and the other three squeezed through the gap in the broken iron gate. The factory was deserted and dilapidated, clearly abandoned for a long time.
The ground was overgrown with weeds, but kicking them aside revealed old bricks beneath, once red and green, now heavily faded.
It didn't take long for them to find workshop 7. It was easy to locate because it had almost been reduced to ruins by a large fire.
