When they followed Lu Ming's car into Haixi Prison, passed through the prison area, crossed the farm, and finally stopped, Liu Zhizhong and Liu Dongmei were both stunned.
They never expected to arrive at the small riverbank that they could see just outside the prison.
Moreover, they stopped right next to that imposing, military-green jeep.
The two soldiers standing guard by the camper, armed to the teeth, routinely faced them, but still saluted Lu Ming.
Liu Zhizhong and Liu Dongmei exchanged glances, unsure of what to say, and just surveyed the place.
This was a quiet riverside spot, with a very imposing jeep. The large tent beside it was even more imposing, much like a Mongolian yurt, capable of housing three to five people with ease.
The canopy beside the tent was equally imposing, covering at least thirty square meters. If built manually, it would have taken considerable time and effort.
