Chen had already made up his mind. they were going to City S.
But first, they needed to know where they were.
His gaze slowly moved toward the injured man sitting against the wall. "You."
The man immediately stiffened. "Me?"
"Where are we?"
The injured man's eyes darted toward the rifle before returning to Chen. "I... I'm not sure of the exact location."
Chen's brows immediately drew together. "Then tell me what you do know. which city and how far are we from city s"
The man hesitated.
Chen's patience snapped.
He grabbed the front of the man's shirt and hauled him upright. The injured man gasped, his face twisting in pain as his wounded arm was pulled against his chest.
"How far?"
"Wait—careful!" The man's good hand immediately grabbed Chen's wrist. "You're going to open the wound again!"
He released him, but his expression remained cold. "Then stop making me ask twice."
