"Lin Feng, be careful. I'm worried the Islanders might do you harm," Lu Yuxin said with concern.
"Don't worry, driving up there is just like familiarizing myself with the terrain; there's no problem. As for the Islanders, they better not mess with me." Lin Feng made an OK gesture, the last to drive up the mountain road.
The visibility on the mountain road at night was very low, especially around the curves, which appeared suddenly and could cause those unfamiliar with the road conditions to crash directly into the mountain.
"Lin Feng, this is Qin Hao. I was thinking, and there's something I need to clarify with you. Weren't you asking who funded this setup?" Qin Hao's voice suddenly rose from the intercom, somewhat grave.
"Is there more to this story?" Lin Feng was indifferent.