In the Deep Mountain Bamboo Sea, Fang Zhou held an oil-paper umbrella, flying slowly through the air.
Xu Xian was fleeing not far ahead. The rain and the night not only affected Fang Zhou's perception but also greatly limited Xu Xian's senses, making her unable to detect the pursuer behind her.
If he made a move now, it would be easy to apprehend this woman covered in poison, but Fang Zhou was not in a hurry because he was curious about where Xu Xian could find reinforcements in this remote mountain forest.
He was also curious about the background of this couple. If it were to accumulate wealth, there was no need for such trouble, and Li Yuanming did not seem like a man who wanted to change the world's views.
This couple must have other motives for supporting the male rights organization.
Xu Xian hadn't realized that the enemy she desperately wanted to shake off was right behind her. She had climbed over two mountain peaks to reach the depths of the Bamboo Sea.
