One day later.
Outside Huaxia.
On the boundless wilderness, an SUV is straining forward, and Lin Fan sits in the back seat with his eyes closed, resting.
At this moment, the northern wilderness of the North Ice Plain had already entered winter, and the temperature had dropped to below minus ten degrees Celsius.
"Senior Lin, it will take another five hours. By tonight at ten o'clock, we should be able to reach Black Bear Town. Black Bear Town is very close to Wolf God Valley, and it's the last town my father stayed in," said Shangguan Mingyue, who was driving, in a low voice, afraid to disturb Lin Fan's rest.
"Got it."
Lin Fan replied indifferently.
The car fell back into silence, leaving only various natural sounds coming from outside.
About ten minutes later, Shangguan Mingyue suddenly stepped on the brakes and frowned, "Senior Lin, there's someone ahead."
