Late at night.
A certain place in Da Peng City.
Someone panicked made a phone call to report, "The person we were responsible for monitoring is dead."
"Killed by the Poisonous Old Monster?" the voice of an unfamiliar man came from the other end of the phone, also spoken in a low tone.
"No, the Poisonous Old Monster is dead too! Secretary Sun, we..."
"Any clues?"
"None at the moment."
"When did this happen?"
"About two hours ago."
"If the other party hasn't come looking for you after so much time has passed, maybe it was done by an enemy of the Poisonous Old Monster."
"But Old Chang has been captured; if he doesn't die and ends up confessing about us..."
"Seal off the news of his son's death, and as long as we get through tonight, we are worry-free."
"Yes, I understand what to do..."
...
Early morning.
When the first ray of sunlight fell into the forest, Pei Jinye was dressed in a loose-fitting martial robe, his form sometimes like a wolf, sometimes like a tiger.