Another Dust-Gathering Blade

Guan Xing didn't want to say anything. He might have been concerned for her safety, but who talked like that?

In the blink of an eye, Han Jiang brought Guan Xing to the top of the tilted building.

Once they were up there, Han Jiang detected those people's auras without needing Guan Xing to guide him.

"Hold on tight. I'm going to break this open."

Han Jiang punched the wall in front of him, and the concrete instantly shattered.

This section of the building had tilted severely. Han Jiang wrapped one arm around Guan Xing and slid down the slanted floor.

It was an office building. All three people had ended up in a corner.

The three of them were covered in blood. When the building tilted, they had been battered until their heads were split open and bleeding.

One person's skin had already turned ashen white, with strange red lines flickering across his body. He had been corrupted too far. There was no saving him.

The other two were barely breathing. After Han Jiang approached, he saw that they were not much better off. Even if they were rescued, they would only have to watch themselves slowly turn into Deadwalkers.

"Came here for nothing. Let's check on the people below."

Those three were beyond saving. Han Jiang decisively gave up and took Guan Xing back the way they had come.

"Aren't you going to try again?"

When Guan Xing was on the throne, she could be cold and merciless for the sake of the empire. But here, she was merely a rescuer. Seeing Han Jiang give up so decisively still made her hesitate.

Han Jiang shook his head and explained, "This is the cruelty of our world. Even if those three are saved, they'll turn into zombie-like monsters."

"Time