The SUV sped along the road, the atmosphere inside the vehicle was very tense.
Ye Chen was arranged in the far back of the cabin, surrounded by several people sitting sternly around him, all looking at him warily.
Ye Chen looked out at the scenery, which did not seem to be on the route to the Third Army, a hint of puzzlement flashed in his eyes as he asked casually, "Where do you intend to take me?"
"That's none of your business, just stay put in the car."
The man on Ye Chen's left said sternly.
Ye Chen had fought with their comrades in the parking lot, and none of them were in a good mood toward him.
Ye Chen curled his lip and said indifferently, "Zheng Shaohua, since I've come with you, it won't kill you to at least say where we're going, besides, this direction doesn't look like the way to the Third Army."
"In times of emergency, we have to adapt. We're not going to the Third Army, but directly to the Qingshan Sanatorium."
Zheng Shaohua frowned and said in a deep voice.
