He left Wang Jingman's neighborhood and drove to the outskirts of the county town.
Originally, as he was driving, his mind was occupied with thoughts of Fuling Village and the feng shui of his home, so he didn't pay much attention to his surroundings.
But as he entered the outskirts of the county town, the number of cars around him decreased, and he started to sense something was off.
He glanced in the rearview mirror and noticed several luxury cars trailing behind him.
They weren't extraordinarily luxurious cars, just regular four-ring vehicles, around four to five hundred thousand.
Chen Yang had impressions of these cars; they started following from Wang Jingman's neighborhood and had continued to trail him ever since.
This seemed a bit unusual.
However, he wasn't completely sure if the cars behind were indeed following him.
It could just be a coincidence.
So he didn't pay much mind and continued driving forward.
Beep beep...
