Chapter 580

The sky gradually grew dark, and the streetlamps along the road lit up, casting a clear, pale glow across the pavement. A pitch-black Maybach sped down the asphalt road, ultimately stopping at a rather bustling intersection. At seven o'clock in the evening, this was peak hour for pedestrians out shopping. Looking at this area, Li Shaoting felt a strange sense of familiarity. This was no longer an affluent district, but rather a neighborhood with a much lower consumption level. Jian An'an had been dragged in this direction, and it seemed to point toward a specific answer...