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Like a race car speeding into the distance, Mr Lang left in his wake thick rising smoke as well as gasps of shock as people wondered what had passed them. Was that a beast? It was terrifying. The speed at which Mr Lang was traveling was so fast that it seemed inhumane. He seemed to have transformed into something else entirely.

The primeval jungle was located quite near the city. It could be reached by car within half an hour, but Mr Lang was clearly a lot faster than the average car.

He was like a monster.

He soon reached the edge of the jungle. He stared at the luxuriant flora and fauna, his face slightly upraised and his eyes narrowed.

His nose twitched slightly.

"I think I just caught your scent." A strange smile twisted his lips. "I must have guessed right."

He took one step forward and disappeared into the jungle.

Meanwhile, in Donghai.

Jiang Ning was at home, watching Lin Yuzhen nap.

He watched his lovely wife lay quietly in bed. Resting under her swollen belly was his own kid. The happiness that he felt was indescribable.

He watched her quietly. How he wished he could do this forever.

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"Any updates?"

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stared at him from afar and dared not approach

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them to let him be and keep their

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