All the SUVs in the convoy were destroyed by the explosion. This place is far from any village or store, and to leave, I must get a vehicle.
Chen Younian waved his hand, and the car slowly stopped by the roadside. Then, the window rolled down, and a man in his thirties poked his head out, glancing at the approaching Chen Younian. His face changed dramatically, and he hurriedly started the engine, ready to leave. Under the high beams, he had only vaguely seen someone in the middle of the road and couldn't make out Chen Younian's appearance. But now, seeing Chen Younian's charred state up close, he was shocked, thinking he'd run into a ghost, and scrambled to leave.
However, Chen Younian didn't give him the chance to escape. Before the car could restart, Chen Younian was already seated in the back.
"Drive, take me to Beijing," Chen Younian said coldly.
