"We both want revenge. Do you know what it feels like to be bombarded by a nuclear bomb?" Jacob said speechlessly, "My friend is in his hands. I can't go back empty-handed."
"Then what are you waiting for?" Yara glanced at Jacob and asked.
"Look at this. There are dozens of routes intertwined in it. We have to be sure which route did that a*shole took. Do you want to chase him aimlessly? You will lose your life for nothing," Jacob reprimanded.
"No matter which road he took, I will find him," Yara gnashed her teeth in anger.
"Do you think you can survive with that mere survival skill?" Jacob smiled and said, "I'm not looking down on you, but if you came unprepared, you won't get out of here alive to see the morning sun."
Now it was around three o'clock in the morning, three more hours before the rise of dawn. Jacob's words had greatly triggered her. She said angrily, "Jacob, don't you dare to look down on me."