The silver-haired man entered the primitive jungle that Xiao Tian had been in before. After a whole day of searching, he finally discovered the ruins of the ancient temple and a residual energy from an array nearby on the night of the second day in the depths of the jungle.
The silver-haired man felt the residual energy emanating from the ruins, and he was inwardly ecstatic. He sneered, "Hehe, it's indeed here."
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That night, after handling some information about the drug cartel, Xiao Tian returned to Lin Bingxuan's villa.
After a day of exhaustion, all that was in Xiao Tian's mind was to dive into the gentle embrace of rest.
"Ah... a woman is a man's harbor..." Xiao Tian hummed some tune he didn't know where he picked up from, entered the house, and without lifting his head, expertly took off his shoes and quickly made his way to Lin Bingxuan's bedroom.
Upon entering the bedroom, Xiao Tian found that Lin Bingxuan hadn't turned on the lights.
