Han Jiaojiao walked back next to Han Yi, blinked at him, and silently mouthed, "Got, it."
—Superpower Users' Crystal Cores, two of them!
Han Yi smiled softly and whispered, "Let's get in the car first, and wait until we reach a safe place to wash your hands."
Han Jiaojiao grinned and nodded her head coquettishly, "Brother, help me wipe my hands later."
"Mmm."
The tent was packed up and the bedding rolled up in two to three minutes, and several men had efficiently loaded everything into the back of the van. Xiao Jian drove the vehicle onto the highway and, after a short wait, Zhu Changfu's car also arrived.
Zhu Changfu had twenty-one people with him, a mix of off-road and trucks, totaling five vehicles.
As these two groups prepared to leave, the other people at the service area panicked, also feeling that the place was no longer safe, and many of them hastily ran down from the second floor to their cars.
