The city crumbled and capsized, casting skies dark with swirling dust chasing after Lu Li.
Lu Li did not want to get caught in it, so he used his Spirit to lift himself and fiercely flew north.
When he finally distanced himself from the city and reached the suburbs, he managed to shake off the boiling dust and saw the Puppets waiting for him.
Apart from the two leaders, they were all holding metal cash boxes from a bank.
Lined with gold bricks, there was a total of 14 tons, more than enough for a dowry.
It had been a fruitful haul, and it was time to return.
However, Lu Li was still worried about the previous virus. Those coronal little things were too infectious and toxic, they must not be allowed to spread.
Thus, he let his body temperature rise.
His heart pounded fiercely, the rushing blood making a whooshing sound, also stirring the inner breath in his meridians to transport and surge.