Lu Haoran and the people in the two vehicles quickly arrived at the lake mentioned by Xuan Mohan.
It was an undeveloped natural lake, quite wide, with beard-like water grass covering its shores. Further out, the water was a deep, fathomless sky blue.
Lu Haoran stood by the roadside, squinting as he surveyed the tranquil lake.
The others who had followed him looked for a long time without noticing anything amiss, so they turned their gazes to the man leading them.
If they wanted to escape from this area, they could only go into the water from here, but there were no footprints on the ground…
However, it wasn't long before Lu Haoran's constantly moving eyes settled on one spot. On the shore not far from them, it seemed this person had jumped into the water immediately after arriving.
They lingered there for some time, and the person must have already swum a considerable distance. He scanned the surface of the lake again. The water's surface rippled occasionally.
However, those were just bubbles from fish in the water. Only one spot seemed to remain in place…
A charming smile curved Lu Haoran's lips. Mo had instructed them to entertain him well, so what choice did he have?
Lu Haoran spread his hands, not moving his face at all. "Bring me the best one!"
The person behind him glanced surreptitiously. Had Young Master Lu found the person? Why hadn't they seen anyone?
But immediately, someone handed him a gun. He respectfully offered it with both hands. There was no other way; he was the boss after all!
Lu Haoran cast a sideways glance, a hint of disdain in his eyes. If he hadn't come in such a hurry, he could have brought a better one. How could he waste this opportunity like this? Moreover, it was disrespectful to the person.
His long, slender fingers gently caressed the gun's body. The next moment, Lu Haoran's languid gaze turned as sharp as a blade. With a swift pull and release, he raised his hand and fired. In less than a second, the bullet flew out with precision…
Damn! Young Master Lu is truly amazing. He hasn't touched a gun in so long, and this is at least a few hundred meters, no aiming required?!
Everyone standing there was silently thinking this. So why did they come when Young Master Lu was here?
Only Lu Haoran showed dissatisfaction. He looked with a gloomy gaze at the patches of blood seeping from the distant lake surface.
This gun's recoil isn't good. He's injured, but the person can't be kept.
"You guys go… uh… see if you can still fish anyone out!"
He, Lu Haoran, had never missed a target. He felt guilty saying this, but he didn't see everyone around him looking at him with admiration. Instead, he was looking at… his shoes!
His shoes!
This was no place for humans! He, a dignified young master, had become so dishevelled?
Lu Haoran exerted a little force to lift his foot. He looked down; there was a foot-deep pit about four centimeters, and his trouser legs were covered in mud. He looked like a muddy child from someone's home. He should not have come. Could he still care about his appearance?
He must change his attire when he got back, or he was really afraid Han Han would dislike him.
Lu Haoran walked towards the car with a bitter face and mud caked on his feet. Should he just abandon the car? It was too dirty!
The group behind him thought: Young Master Lu, if you don't want it, bestow it upon us!
Just as they were about to carry out their mission, a small but clear explosion sounded in the distance. Everyone immediately stopped and tried to pinpoint the direction of the sound…
Lu Haoran was only stunned for a moment before he reacted. It was on the other side of the small road. Had something else happened? But now that there was no one around, what could go wrong?
Lu Haoran was still uneasy. He left the others and drove quickly towards that direction…
Qi Jiayou's slightly lowered eyes were as deep as a still ancient well. He calmly analyzed the possibility of Lan Qianqian's absence while looking at the smoke rising in the distance.
However, no matter how he thought about it, Lan Qianqian was in great danger.
Not to mention the short time between the explosion and their fall, giving them no time to escape. Even surviving such a fall was uncertain, let alone the fact that one of them was an enemy. He would never allow Lan Qianqian a chance to live.
But Qi Jiayou looked at the man beside him and comforted him, "Mo, she'll be fine."
Admittedly, Lan Qianqian's life was truly lamentable. Her journey had been too bumpy. Meeting Mo was the greatest fortune in her life, but whether she could hold onto this happiness was still uncertain.
Xuan Mohan could hear nothing at this moment; his ears were deafened. His usually handsome and lustrous eyes were now dim, and his entire body felt weak and powerless, as if he had fought a tough battle. The strength he forced himself to muster was only to see her.
Qi Jiayou quickly took out his phone and made a call, his face showing unconcealable worry.
Inside the dilapidated house.
Mu Jingxuan was still working intently in the laboratory, but now he could not hide his joy.
"Master, is this it?"
He actually knew the answer very well, but he still wanted to get affirmation from others to prove that this was real!
"Mm."
His master was also happy for the young man. It could be seen that although he was still very composed every day, he had lost much of his temper. Now that the general direction had been found, the antidote was not far away.
Mu Jingxuan was about to continue testing the medicine with renewed vigour when the phone rang.
He slightly concealed the expression on his face, but he could still not hide his good mood.
However, when he saw the caller ID, his expression suddenly changed. Before he left, he had told them not to contact him unless it was important, and that he would only return when he had developed the antidote.
Now, there must be an urgent matter that only he could handle!
"What happened?"
As soon as he answered, Mu Jingxuan couldn't wait and immediately asked.
Hearing Mu Jingxuan's anxious words, Qi Jiayou couldn't care about anything else. With a somber face, he said quickly, "Lan Qianqian might be in trouble. Do you want to come over?"
Qi Jiayou had originally intended to tell Mu Jingxuan to wait for his news before deciding whether to come, but what came out of his mouth changed its meaning entirely. Perhaps he subconsciously knew Lan Qianqian's importance to both of them, so he dared not delay any longer.
After all, compared to life, the antidote was secondary, and life could not be taken lightly.
"What happened to her?!"
Even Mu Jingxuan didn't realize his voice had become a little shaky. However, his master standing beside him was very clear about it.
Qi Jiayou concisely explained the situation and said no more, his footsteps not stopping.
A trace of pain flashed in the depths of Mu Jingxuan's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. He spoke with a heavy face, his voice so low it was almost inaudible, "Okay, I'll be right there."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Jingxuan was still lost in thought. He dazedly turned his head, "...Master."
"Go. I'll finish the rest for you."
His master stepped forward and patted Mu Jingxuan's shoulder. However, the young man was a head taller than him, so it was a bit strenuous!
"Thank you."
Mu Jingxuan had never been polite to his master, but this time, he was grateful from the bottom of his heart.
After he strode out, his pace gradually quickened. By the time he reached the car, he was panting. However, he did not get into the car. Instead, he walked towards the trees beside it.
Lan Qianqian, wait for me…