Understanding

At a water source in Mount Chilar.

Long Yuehong wore the military exoskeleton and used the flashlight he carried with him to provide light for Shang Jianyao and the others. To be honest, his legs were a little shaky now. He only wanted to find a place to sit down and rest.

This wasn't because he was excessively nervous from the robot guards' pursuit. After all, he had stopped seeing any pursuers after the bridge was blown up. He had only relied on the occasional commotion to remind himself not to relax.

His nervousness mainly came from racing in the middle of the night—especially in the mountains.

The sharp bends, the cliffs everywhere, the incomplete roads, the jeep's crazy advance, and their wrangler lights that they didn't dare to turn on combined to form Long Yuehong's nightmare tonight.