Preparations for the Rescue!

Ling Yun and Tang Meng came out to welcome Cui Lao.

"Pleased to meet you, Cui Lao!" Tang Meng's eyes sparkled as he spoke politely to Cui Lao.

Cui Lao nodded with a smile and replied warmly, "Hey, Tang Meng's here?"

As the saying went, the weather in the month of July was akin to the temper of a child. It changed as it liked. The sun was still glaring just before, but it had suddenly hidden itself behind some clouds.

Ling Yun grew anxious at the impending rain. "Move the things inside!"

The thousand-mile soul chasing powder might be wonderful, but it had one weakness — rain. The light scent would be totally washed away by the rain. It would be difficult to find Cao Shanshan even with Ling Yun's senses.

The two hundred kilograms of silver was placed in eight safes, and these eight safes were quickly placed into the black van Cui Lao came in.