"Hey! Listen up! I don't know where you were planning to go! But... you're in great danger right now! Repeat! Great danger! In short, you'd better leave immediately!" The man's voice trembled slightly, and there was an unmistakable fear woven into his words.
"If you plan to come to us, our location is somewhere like this... The name of the factory is 'Zhongkun Clothing.'"
As the man's words faded, Tang Xiaoquan, who had been relatively calm, felt a strange sense of shock creeping in. He disliked being kept in the dark and urgently needed to understand the "danger" the man was referring to.
After all, he wasn't willing to give up a huge pile of "collectible supplies" behind them just because of the man's baseless assertions.
Moreover, from what he could see, there was no sign of danger around them.
So, seeing is believing. Unless the man could provide a convincing explanation, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but question the man's credibility.
