Chen Feng glanced at the assembling procession of refugees, then looked up towards the Central Plains and added:

"Although many roads are damaged and the terrain in the wild is rugged and difficult to travel, even if the car is slow, it will still be much faster than the refugees."

"If you encounter difficult road conditions, just leave it there," Chen Feng said pragmatically.

Li Yu looked at the vehicle in front of her, nodded to Chen Feng, and said with approval in her tone:

"Good job, Chen Feng, you've put your heart into it."

"It's my honor to save you some energy," Chen Feng said with a genuine smile, continuing subtly.

"Once the eastern defense line has completed its mission and officially withdrawn for reorganization, I will definitely lead my brothers to Kangcheng as soon as possible to await the city lord's orders!"

"Okay, I've got it." Li Yu replied.

Out of the corner of his eye, Chen Feng saw Shi Jian leading the well-organized and divided migration team approaching. He immediately straightened up, gave Li Yu a standard military salute, and said in a firm voice:

Have a safe journey!

Just as Li Yu looked at Xiao Zhan, about to ask a question, Bai Ya, who was standing to the side, seemed to have guessed something and took a step forward:

"Let me drive."

As he spoke, he nimbly sat in the driver's seat, clearly intending to take on the responsibilities of the driver.

In this situation where they needed to get somewhere quickly, he knew his role clearly. If he didn't volunteer to Li Yu, he probably wouldn't even have the right to get on the bus.

Li Yu glanced at Bai Ya with some surprise, not expecting that the Deep Sea Watcher could not only swim on sea monsters, but also drive vehicles on land.

However, he didn't ask any more questions. He just glanced back at Chen Feng, nodded slightly to him, and then turned around and got into the car with Xiao Zhan.

"Let's go!" Li Yu gave the concise order.

The vehicle slowly started and headed towards the territory of Zhongzhou.

"Set off--!"

Shi Jian immediately relayed the order loudly, organizing a migration team of over a thousand new refugees to follow closely behind.

On the city walls, all the soldiers from Zhongzhou guarding the border were lined up in neat rows.

Chen Feng took the lead and shouted:

"Farewell, Commander Li Yu!"

The next moment, the soldiers on the city wall shouted in unison:

"Farewell, Commander Li Yu—"

The sound waves converged, drowning out the heavy rain.

Li Yu felt that Chen Feng's obsequious farewell was a bit excessive.

But the soldiers' purest respect and their heartfelt farewell wishes to this hero of the Central Plains were genuine.

Li Yu didn't turn around, but simply stretched out her hand and waved gently towards the city wall behind her.

Then, this strangely familiar migrating group finally set off on its journey to Cannes.

Because there was no longer any need to worry about the threat of alien beasts, and there was also a powerful city lord like Li Yu leading the way.

All the migrants on their journey were much more relaxed at this moment. Their greatest hope was to maintain their speed and not slow down the others.

However, Li Yu had only recently left the eastern defense line.

The news that he had re-entered the border of Zhongzhou and led the migrating group back to Kangcheng spread like wildfire, quickly reaching Jincheng and attracting the attention of various forces.

Just as some people in Jincheng were wondering why Li Yu suddenly appeared on the eastern border and brought back refugees again, the seemingly peaceful depths of the Ao family mansion were instantly enveloped by an uncontrollable hatred and killing intent!

Jincheng, the Ao family mansion.

A dark figure darted out of the back door like a ghost, disappearing into the intricate streets and alleys in a few leaps, rushing out of Jincheng at an extremely fast speed.

After a long time, when the dark figure reappeared, it was already under a long-abandoned signal tower outside Jincheng.

This place is deserted, shrouded in heavy rain, with only the howling wind.

He cautiously looked around, his mental energy spreading out like a spider web. After confirming that no one was following him, he slowly took off his hood, revealing a middle-aged man's face filled with gloom.

Arriving at the metal structure beneath the signal tower, he reached out and touched it lightly, simultaneously activating his ability. A subtle mental fluctuation was quickly amplified and transmitted through the signal tower.

A moment later, the air in front of him rippled like water, and then space twisted as a burst of energy tore a rift in it.

A figure shrouded in dark clothing, whose aura almost blended into the surrounding environment, appeared out of thin air!

"Sun Wuxin!" The Ao family member's gaze was fixed on the person who emerged from the space, his chilling tone filled with barely suppressed rage:

"Don't think that just because you've taken the money and haven't done anything, you can just drag things out and let this matter slide."

"Although my Ao family is not as powerful as it used to be, it is not someone who can be easily deceived or manipulated! The grudges of my Ao family, and the loss of our men, must be avenged with Li Yu's life!"

The person who stepped out of the space was none other than Sun Wuxin, the true leader of the Assassin's Alliance.

When Sun Wuxin saw that it was the steward of the Ao family, he frowned, and a clear hint of impatience and annoyance flashed deep in his eyes.

“The Ao family…” Sun Wuxin’s voice was flat and cold, like a machine: “You really are a persistent ghost.”

He hadn't expected the Ao family to be so obsessed with assassinating Li Yu. It seemed like the matter would never end, clinging to the Assassin Alliance like a leech.

It should be noted that before this, the Assassin Alliance had already lost many carefully trained core assassins because of this mission to assassinate Li Yu.

"Still Li Yu?" Sun Wuxin asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The steward of the Ao family nodded heavily with a cold face, his eyes filled with hatred that was almost overflowing.

“The steward of the Ao family.” Sun Wuxin’s voice was flat, but his gaze was as cold as a knife.

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