Chapter 502

The driver saw from the rearview mirror that the young man was a mess and his right leg was bleeding profusely. Feeling concerned, he asked, "I see that you're injured. Do you want me to first take you to the hospital?"

The young man covered his injury, looked anxiously at the direction he came from, and said in a frosty voice, "No need. Take me straight to the garrison of Drunham City. Hurry up!"

Seeing that the young man was insistent, the driver could only shake his head helplessly.

Half an hour later, the young man got out of the cab at the entrance of the garrison of Drunham City.

The garrison looked incomparably formidable. There were two armed soldiers standing guard at either side of the door while troops and troops of soldiers patrolled within the vicinity.

The young man could not help but gulp when he saw that. Dragging his bleeding leg along, he limped his way to the guardhouse.

Once the soldier guarding the entrance saw that he was covered in blood, he pointed his gun