The explosion drew most of the soldiers in the Imperial Palace away, so Adrian and his group got out much faster than they got in.
The vehicle waiting outside was ready. As soon as Adrian got Josie in, the car sped off.
Adrian turned his head to look behind the car, and no one was following.
"Drive faster!" Even though no one was following, Adrian still instructed his subordinate to speed up.
"Yes, Sixth Master!"
At four-thirty in the morning, there were few vehicles on the road. Drunkards lay sound asleep on the roadside, intoxicated beyond measure.
The car drove for about ten minutes, and they encountered a dozen police cars. It seemed these police cars were heading to the Palace.
"Sixth Master, where are we going now? Back to Desmond Manor?"
"Directly to the dock!" Adrian ordered.
Adrian kept holding Josie's hand tightly and hadn't let go throughout the journey.
