Chapter 233: What He Wants

The blue sedan drove leisurely along the highway, and Wei Tianyang rolled down the window, letting the night breeze flow into the car.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Mondrian chatted with him sporadically.

The highway was long, and after they left the city area, the surrounding scenery became desolate. Under the ink-black night sky, the wilderness was terrifyingly dark, with only the street lamps illuminating the road on both sides.

"How many years have you been a soldier? You look quite young," Mondrian said.

"Two or three years," Wei Tianyang replied nonchalantly.

"I see your features, and you look like you're from Chicken Snake Country," Mondrian added.

Wei Tianyang glanced sideways and said, "You can tell that?"

"People from the East Continent are of many races. I wandered there during my military days and saw a few people from Chicken Snake Country," Mondrian explained.

"Ah, yes, you're right," Wei Tianyang didn't correct him.