"Let's go. We're heading back!" Duan Rong said briefly and then entered the carriage.
Zhu Peng turned the horse around, and the carriage rumbled back the way they came.
Sitting inside the carriage, Duan Rong looked exhausted. Since the information about Taihe Building being taken down had already been exposed, there was no need to keep it hidden anymore. It was time to bring it out into the open and make a story of it.
Duan Rong rubbed his temples. Although he was very tired right now, he couldn't rest yet; there was still a lot to be done.
Zhu Peng drove the carriage into the backyard from a corner. They had gone to a distant place, and some of the carriages that went nearer had already returned, stopping there messily, clearly indicating that they were not the only ones to miss their target.
Duan Rong and Zhu Peng walked into the secret room space beneath the artificial mountain, where seven or eight people were gathered around Zhu Cheng, reporting to him.
