The scene at Tokyo's Forest Airport was calm.
At this moment, a group of elite Huaxia members were waiting here, beside them, Xiao Tian was sitting cross-legged with closed eyes, inhaling and exhaling, silently reciting the mantra of Iron Chain Cross River in his heart.
Since the Japanese experts were able to intercept them, this hidden airport was certainly exposed, yet the Japanese did not pursue them unusually.
Anxiety grew worse in Xiao Tian's heart; he could not believe that the Japanese would simply let them go, surely they had other plans.
Thus, Xiao Tian hastily sat cross-legged and operated the Qi Technique within his body to heal wounds.
After three high-intensity battles, even Xiao Tian, who had experienced hellish training in Somalia, was somewhat overwhelmed. Thankfully, his monstrous recovery power prevented him from collapsing.
At this moment, as his injuries recovered bit by bit, their hope of escaping increased bit by bit too!
