He no longer hesitated, following the crowd and rushing outside.
Even without his danger perception sensing any threats, Brian didn't want to stay here any longer.
He wanted to return to Los Angeles!
In Los Angeles, even if he truly encountered trouble, he still had the NW organization and old Dean.
Before breaking through, Brian wasn't planning to visit the White Elephant Country anymore.
Watching his disappearing figure, Saint softly murmured with a smile on his lips, "Interesting little fellow. I see a suppressed volcano in him, ready to explode at any moment… What path is he exactly on? It's inscrutable, inscrutable…"
He closed his eyes again.
On the other side,
Brian and a group of people boarded a shuttle helicopter together.
After traveling several miles away from the mountains, he looked through the still unshut door towards the direction where Saint was.
Lines of dashes emerged on the other party.
