Inside the Flying Tigers' spaceship.
It was a deathly silence as Qin Ci slumped his back on the chair with his clothes still very dirty due to dust, dirt, as well as blood. He didn't even have the energy to care about the wound on his arm as he lay on the chair, motionless while his eyes stared blankly at the ceiling. Meanwhile, Fu Mingyan glanced at him. He didn't even persuade Qin Ci to have his arm treated.
The two guards of Qin Ci, who were similarly looked beaten like Qin Ci, felt uncomfortable with the tension in the room. They wanted to tell Qin Ci to have his arm be treated first, but Qin Ci never spoke from when they were taken to the spaceship until now.
