After all, as long as Zhuang Jing and Yan Hanxiang were well protected, there was absolutely no lack of the Black Dragon's fighting power.
Gu Ran started the bus again, driving into the tunnel.
The little woman suddenly turned around; it seemed like a figure loomed in the distant grass, watching them head toward the tunnel.
She knew it was her fear of the tunnel.
After careful thought, the little woman stood up and sat behind Su Qing.
She instantly felt warmth envelop her body, as comforting as sneaking into a friend's bed on a night after watching a horror film when she couldn't sleep alone.
Huddling for warmth wasn't just for the body, but also for the heart.
The bus entered the tunnel, and the world outside the windows went dark as if someone had covered the bus with a massive black cloth.
"Don't worry, everyone, I don't need to recognize the path, I just need to follow my instincts," said Gu Ran.
His words were meant to be reassuring.
