Chapter 672

By the time Pete tried to stop the robed figure, it was too late. The vehicle continued speeding along the treacherous mountain road, and no one knew where the next bombing would hit. If their luck ran out, they'd be blown to pieces in an instant. The rough terrain made the ride unbearably bumpy, leaving everyone in the car looking pale and sickly. The robed figure was chanting something under his breath while shaking the bronze bell rhythmically. The sound was eerie and constant, but no one cared to listen. Pete was utterly exasperated. How did things spiral into this chaos? This was nothing like what he had imagined! Based on his calculations, Stephan wouldn't dare act recklessly as long as Caleb's life was at stake. With the child as leverage, Pete was confident Stephan would tread carefully. Instead, here they were, stuck in this relentless bombing. The other party showed no regard for anything or anyone. Not a shred of mercy was shown. Was Stephan not afraid of Caleb being