The entire factory vanished on the horizon with a rising fireball, just like shooting a movie, so extravagant...
Big moves, everyone's making big moves, whether chasing or protecting. And me, the person involved, feels so low-class!
Only now have I pondered seriously on something. Spending thousands of years in the tomb, it seems I don't have any special skills.
Being able to take a beating isn't much to brag about, am I destined to be both poor and useless since ancient times?
Qinghan sat in the front passenger seat, the driver was a young man without expression, with outsiders present, it was inconvenient to ask about the Heavenly Maiden Tomb.
The jeep drove far, yet the sound of helicopter rotors could still be heard. After listening for a while, I realized a helicopter was tailing our car.
But using the word "tailing" seems a bit inappropriate; the correct term should be escorting.
