Chapter 458

Yang Fan's mind raced, and he hurried out of the gate, looking towards the road that led into the village.

It was pitch black, without any glimmer of headlights.

No matter what sort of vehicle it was, under these road conditions, it definitely needed lights to navigate.

But Yang Fan could see nothing.

How had Mr. Fan left?

This thought made Yang Fan's hair stand on end in an instant.

Still, on second thought, he was certain that Mr. Fan was human, and with his mysterious abilities, not even a Spirit Level mysterious entity could have easily possessed him.

Perhaps he had some special mode of transportation.

"I'll call later to check if he's made it home," he muttered to himself, his mind swirling with myriad doubts as he stepped inside and locked the front door from the inside.

The events of the day were so strange and mysterious that he now felt somewhat dazed.

It was like his mind was floating in mid-air; he definitely needed some good rest.