As Gong Ziyi's subordinates sent out the message, shortly thereafter, the luxury elongated business car he was riding in became like a magnet, quickly leading a convoy after passing through intersection after intersection.
Uniformly black cars, quiet and orderly.
And at this moment, the people sitting in the cars were undoubtedly cultivators.
Almost as they gathered and drove towards the outer second ring in the rainy night, at this moment, in a discussion group within the Immortal Realm Forum, dozens of people were following the distant and close shots, watching all this.
"Gong Ziyi must be crazy; does he really think he has Shen Qiang locked down? What a joke, I'd bet that from the moment he set foot in the Provincial City, his every move has been under Heshenghe's surveillance."
