Zhou Zheng looked around cautiously, ensuring no one was paying attention to them, and then whispered, "Uncle Wang, can we find a place to talk?"

Seeing Zhou Zheng's serious expression, Uncle Wang was momentarily taken aback but nodded, "Sure, Apocalypse Rogue!"

He pushed the displayed motorcycles back into the tent, put away the worn-out chair, collected the rental sign, locked the door, and then got into Zhou Zheng's pickup truck. His demeanor shifted from the previous humble small-town man to a calm and composed one.

Without saying much, Zhou Zheng started the pickup and headed back to Titan City.