Ten o'clock in the morning.
The gates of the refuge slowly opened, accompanied by the sound of engine roars, a fleet of eight identical minibuses drove out of the sanctuary.
The buses all had black curtains drawn, moving slowly and steadily on the road.
Beside the main road out of the city, on the rooftop of a tall building, Poison Lord and Day Traveler were watching the entire convoy through binoculars.
"Eight identical vehicles, we still don't know which one Yang Dingguo is on. Let's report this for now!" said Day Traveler slowly.
Next to him, Poison Lord chimed in, "Not knowing now doesn't mean we'll never find out."
"Yang Dingguo can't stay on the bus forever; he has to get off to relieve himself eventually."
Speaking of which, Poison Lord activated Tattoo Power, and a blackish bowl appeared in his hand.
Poison Lord excelled in Gu techniques, and this bowl was formed using his Tattoo Power, containing various types of poison Gu insects.
