But before he went, he had to first deal with the Illuminati's affairs and eliminate the safety hazards facing his family.
East Capital hadn't been peaceful lately.
With several extraordinary incidents fermenting, all kinds of forces were wrestling in the shadows, and a lot of unfamiliar faces with dangerous auras had appeared in the streets and alleys.
Even the air carried the scent of an approaching storm.
What's more, the danger from the "Ideal Land" had never truly been lifted.
Just like Cheng Jiashu being tailed—this mysterious, colossal organization had been lurking in the dark all along, eyeing him like a tiger, ready to bare its fangs at any moment and hurt the friends and family around him.
If he didn't settle this number-one enemy, Fang Cheng felt like there was a bone stuck in his throat, never able to find peace.
