"Why do I feel something is off?"
Led by the car at the front, the Qinghong Organization's Japanese branch convoy slowly made its way toward Villa No. 1. Inside the central Infiniti sedan, Wang Jing's brows raised slightly as he spoke.
"Big Brother, what's wrong?" Meng Huo casually asked.
"Why are there so many cultivators' auras rapidly approaching our direction? And, I can't sense Big Brother's aura. Could there be some deception?"
Wang Jing had become the second-in-command of the Qinghong Organization's Japanese branch not only because of his formidable strength but also due to his clever mind, careful thinking, and strong insight.
