"We are also going to Chongyang."
Zhang Fusheng blinked his eyes, like a real little child, and asked innocently:
"But isn't everyone here for the big opportunity? Why is everyone going to Chongyang?"
He was probing, as the Yellow Teeth Old Man and the young girl named Jiang Feiniao were not simple,
and Li Xiuyuan might not be right either; there was a significant possibility that he was the Li Xiuyuan—Zhang Fusheng felt that the chances of it being a coincidence were slim.
After all, it seemed that he possessed certain traits that frequently attracted the remnants of the Immortals and Buddhas from the old world...
"We are heading to Chongyang City to find someone." Li Xiuyuan didn't avoid the matter and said cheerfully:
"Old man, what about you?"
The Yellow Teeth Old Man laughed as well:
"Doing some research. We are from the General Institute of Research; naturally, we want to study this special place."
After a pause, he spoke cheerfully:
