Dusk.
Near Xuan Mountain Ranch.
A shiny black SUV was parked in an inconspicuous corner, its headlights off, making it hard to discern against the backdrop of the dark night.
The people inside the car controlled a drone, which slowly lifted into the air, hovering above the tent, revealing the situation below.
Six fifteen.
A group of people emerged from the tent and began checking their belongings and packing their luggage.
Six thirty.
The group boarded their vehicles and set off, driving along the highway towards Jiangdong.
Once they confirmed the route, the black SUV also started its engine and followed behind.
...
Yang Chen sat in the car, looking at a printed photo, scrutinizing it with a magnifying glass.
This photo was taken from the Twin Dragon Jade Pendant, densely showing patterns and writings.
These things are finer than strands of hair, recorded on such a small Twin Dragon Jade Pendant, a feat that even today remains unachievable.
