Chapter 56 Clean Up

At the base of West Mountain.

Trees on both sides reflected on the water surface, fog diffusing, dim and hazy.

Under normal circumstances, a trip here could bring a sense of tranquility and otherworldly detachment.

Unfortunately, the current situation is hardly ideal.

A sudden rainfall has turned the dirt road into a muddy mess.

A black sedan slowly approaches from a distance, rolling over the muddy water and stopping by the roadside as its engine dies.

A figure in a military green raincoat quickly descends from the car.

Opening the trunk, he pulls out a heavy-looking black woven bag that seems to contain stones.

He then cradles the bag in his arms and walks through the large swaying weeds towards the nearby riverbank.

This place is upstream of Black Water River, a branch of Taijiang.

The river flows gently, appearing unusually quiet and profound.