The team was like a long dragon, flying long distances in the dark.
The spring breeze gently blew past and the thick grass and bushes along the two sides of the road gave out a whistling sound.
Han Xiaoran's expression looked cold as he walked in the middle of the pack. His face was expressionless.
Behind him, was Sha Xinliang and Qin Baoshan. Both of them were not as relaxed as Han Xiaoran. Han Xiaoran appeared to have gotten some privileges and his body had no bits and pieces of metal chains. However, for Sha Xinliang and the others, they were all restricted by metal chains. These long chains began from Sha Xinliang and ended with the last person, placing a total of twenty-two people together in a chain.
On the chain, there was a faint glow of starry-like color.
