Chen Chuan returned to the tunnel. Once he left the narrow path, he saw the car that had sent him still parked outside. Lan Shennan and the others had left long ago, though. 0

They had listened to his instructions, it seemed. 0

The Fu-Mu Entity’s propagated offspring were a sensitive issue. It was better to not have those unrelated to the matter staying near him while he was carrying it or disposing of it. If they ended up getting dragged into the mess, it would be bad for them. 0

Chen Chuan got into the car, set the briefcase next to him, and drove back. 0

Martial artists had great memory, so he could remember the path he had taken to get here. Besides, only those from Clear Road Transport knew about this road, so he wasn’t going to run into anyone trying to stop him. 0

After driving for around six minutes, he believed that he had returned to the city, so he stopped the car and got out with the briefcase. 0

Once he opened it, he grabbed the thick, metal box inside. With a blast of refined force from his fingers, the box shattered. 0

The propagated offspring...0