The gate wouldn't appear twice in one day, at least that's what Lu Li understood.
The Spiritual Guide hanging under the rearview mirror swayed gently. This time, Lu Li saw the same direction as Yang Chunxue.
Through bustling streets and orderly roads, he drove all the way to the west side of the city.
The liquid in the jade pendant dissolved, turning chaotic.
The target pointed by the Spiritual Guide was nearby.
Lu Li took off the Spiritual Guide and opened the car door to get out.
A clamor of sounds floated in with the wind, dispersing some of the loneliness brought by gloomy skies.
A bustling street lay in front, people coming and going.
Lu Li looked down at the Spiritual Guide, and at that moment, the initially scattered liquid suddenly shifted back into an arrow, pointing straight toward the bustling street ahead.
Lu Li did not move.
