The pilot knew Lin Kuang was in a rush, so he pushed the helicopter to its maximum speed. Two hours later, the pilot finally reached the location Lin Kuang had designated, arriving just as it turned seven in the evening.
The helicopter descended slowly. When it was less than ten meters from the ground, Lin Kuang opened the cabin door and, without even using a rope, leaped out. As he neared the ground, he executed an acrobatic flip to break his fall, landing steadily on his feet.
The dense forest was dim, but it couldn't hinder Lin Kuang's vision. He scanned the area but saw no one, so he took out his phone and dialed Yang Ruoxi's number.
To his dismay, no one answered.
"Come on, come on... Answer the phone. Please, answer the phone," Lin Kuang repeated, a tinge of bloodshot red coloring his deep eyes.
But still, the phone remained unanswered.
Lin Kuang was at his wit's end, the fury in his heart threatening to burn him alive.
