Phew, Zhang Min heaved a long sigh of relief. He had finally managed to muddle through and nothing went wrong. Now everything was fine. He no longer had any worries. Although he did not mention the previous information about Zheng Lin and an unknown young man present, it was fortunate that they did not have him. He could now carry out his plan with ease.
After a simple investigation, he memorized all the private rooms, routes, and structures, and combined them with the plane blueprint he had seen before. Now, Zhang Mindang's mind had already formed a three-dimensional model on the second floor of the Bamboo Forest House.
Recalling the information he had read before, Zhang Miao went to the corner of the stairs blankly. There was a small kitchen in it, which was used to make some fresh dis
