Lu Qiao drove out of the manor in pursuit, only to find that the camera in the corner had been shattered by a handgun.
Staring at the fork in the road ahead, Lu Qiao felt helpless for the first time: "Wen Zao, which way should we go?"
Wen Zao pressed his lips together tightly and didn't respond immediately but rather stared intently at the fork, as if pondering something.
Lu Qiao didn't dare to disturb him, as every decision now concerned Ye Xixi's life and safety.
About a minute later, Wen Zao pointed to the left branch and commanded, "Go that way, full speed ahead."
Wen Zao's decisions were always unquestionable. Lu Qiao slammed the accelerator and sped off, yet he couldn't help but ask, "Zao, how can you be so sure Adolf took this road?"
