Zhaxi Cizhu and his group arrived quietly and left stealthily.
If it weren't for the box of goods he still held, Chen Wen would almost feel as if they had never been here.
"Chen Wen, did those people just leave like that?"
The Golden Eagle descended with a flap of its wings, eyeing the departing cars.
"Yes, they have other matters to handle over there."
Chen Wen said, "I hope this time we can smoothly capture that whole group of Hunting Owls in one net. Tsk, this world is truly absurd. There's actually such a ridiculous poaching organization, hiding like cockroaches, resilient and tough, kill one and there are many more hiding in the dark."
The Golden Eagle tilted its head, not understanding this.
However, it knew about cockroaches: "Cockroaches? I've heard of them; Little Grey Ji seems quite interested in trying the taste of cockroaches. It wanted to tell you earlier but never got the chance."
