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At this moment, Wang Chao was not in Jing City. He had been gone for over a month, and no one knew where he had gone. All they knew was that he had left with Little Wolf and Shen Zhitao. The guards had also disappeared, missing for more than a month. The entire Huaxia was now under Wang Chao's control, and almost everyone recognized him. Calls had been made to various Safe Zones, but no trace of Wang Chao could be found. Where could he possibly be?
All matters concerning Huaxia had fallen onto Aivina and Xiao Wei's shoulders. Sometimes Aivina wondered why Wang Chao was so determined to conquer the south. Was it to regain control over the southern affairs? She was not the only one with such thoughts; nearly everyone harbored the same question: where had Wang Chao gone?
It wasn't that Wang Chao disregarded Huaxia's affairs; rather, he had more important matters to attend to—matters far more significant than trivial concerns. A month ago, Wang Chao received a report from Wang Xiaochuan, who had returned to Jing City. The report revealed no trace of Zhang Fusheng, but it did uncover something crucial: they could hardly find any Zombies, not even a single one.
Wang Chao sensed that this situation was closely related to Zhang Fusheng. Previously, Zhang Fusheng had mentioned that he intended to undertake something monumental. His need for a team to accomplish this was evident from the incident involving the ring. If Zhang Fusheng was planning such a significant operation, where could he be hiding? All Safe Zones had circulated his image and made calls, yet two months had passed without anyone discovering Zhang Fusheng or any unusual circumstances—there were no traces at all.
Zhang Fusheng had been missing for a year; how many more years would he remain hidden this time?
To ascertain this, Wang Chao needed to go to a specific place. Currently, he stood in Tibet. The altitude was high and the population sparse; even with his control over Huaxia, Wang Chao could not reach this area. If Zhang Fusheng were indeed here, it would explain why there were no traces of him throughout Huaxia. Although Wang Chao knew that the Zhang Family Ring could mobilize all members of the Zhang Family hidden across Huaxia and summon a powerful mysterious force known to be in Tibet, the vastness of Tibet posed a challenge: where should Wang Chao begin his search?
At this moment, Wang Chao and Shen Zhitao were riding on Little Wolf, whose white fur contrasted sharply with its blood-red claws as they stood before a clear lake. Behind them loomed snow-capped mountains, and the cold wind from Tibet struck their faces with fierce intensity—a reminder of early spring's chill. "After searching for so long, we still have no leads. Could those people really be on the snow-capped mountains?"
Indeed, this place boasted some of the highest peaks in the world. In half a month, at Little Wolf's speed, they had scoured nearly every corner of Tibet; it seemed they had only this area left unexplored. Shen Zhitao nodded and wrapped her clothing tighter around herself; despite her current strength rendering her impervious to such cold, it was merely human instinct.
"Perhaps we really should check out that mountain," Shen Zhitao suggested.
Wang Chao patted Little Wolf's body and said in a low voice, "Let's go, Little Wolf; head towards the snow-capped mountains!" Little Wolf raised its head and swiftly dashed towards the mountains. Although it was said to be the only place left unexamined, in reality, these connected peaks could keep Wang Chao and Shen Zhitao occupied for months. However, time was not on Wang Chao's side; he could only rely on his instincts and let Little Wolf charge towards the world's highest peak.
Little Wolf moved at the fastest speed Wang Chao had ever witnessed. They held tightly onto its body to avoid being thrown off by inertia as they raced through the afternoon. By nightfall, Little Wolf had covered one-third of their journey; tomorrow they would likely reach above the snow line where climbing would become increasingly difficult—even for Little Wolf.
Taking out food and a tent from his Spatial Ring, it seemed they would have to spend the night here.
Wang Chao had never seen the stars in such a place before; they were so close, almost within reach. Shen Zhitao leaned against him, the wind blowing fiercely, tousling their hair and ruffling Little Wolf's fur. They both nestled into the fluffy warmth of Little Wolf, the night was eerily quiet, only the terrifying sound of the night wind battering the bushes could be heard, with no chirping insects or singing birds.
Shen Zhitao gazed at the starry sky and said, "I've never looked at the stars like this; they are truly beautiful."
"Yes!" Wang Chao thought it was also his first time seeing such pure stars at this high altitude. It seemed to allow him to forget all his worries and simply enjoy this tranquil night.
Shen Zhitao shifted in Wang Chao's embrace to find a more comfortable position, sighed, and said, "Back when we were at Coastal, you saw the ocean for the first time and said you didn't like it. You said the ocean was half sorrowful and half serene, holding unspoken secrets beneath its calm surface, countless mysteries. So you probably don't like this starry sky either; there are even more mysteries behind the stars, more secrets, right?"
Wang Chao nodded and replied, "That's right, one mystery after another makes it hard to breathe."
"But is there a woman whose exterior hides one mystery after another, deeply buried in her heart? Someone who is hard to see through or guess? Although her heart is already ablaze, she shows nothing on the surface!" Shen Zhitao looked seriously at Wang Chao and earnestly asked, "She has always been by your side, like the ocean and like the starry sky. Do you like someone like me?"
Wang Chao was not foolish; he understood Shen Zhitao's feelings for him. Unlike Zhang Fusheng, he actually comprehended everything. However, with Yang Mengying in his life, he had never thought about this question directly. But now Shen Zhitao could no longer suppress her feelings; after four years, she had wanted to ask Wang Chao this more than once. Perhaps it was the melancholic night or perhaps time had flown by—Shen Zhitao no longer wanted to wait.
After a brief silence, Wang Chao said, "The ocean holds many secrets; the starry sky holds many secrets; you have many secrets. I may not like the stars or the sea, but I like you!"
When Wang Chao turned to look back at her, he found Shen Zhitao's eyes brimming with tears. Then she leaned in and kissed him with her red lips.
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