"Trying to run? It won't be that easy." A mocking smile curled Chen Xiaofan's lips, and a cold glint flashed through his eyes as he spoke softly.
The moment his words fell, his figure flashed, and he sped toward the Qingshi Sect Leader like lightning.
Hearing the sound behind him, the Qingshi Sect Leader's heart tightened. He hurriedly turned around and saw Chen Xiaofan closing in at an astonishing speed. His face instantly went deathly pale, his heart filled with terror and despair.
"Not good!" the Qingshi Sect Leader cried out. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans broke out across his forehead as he desperately quickened his pace, trying to escape Chen Xiaofan's pursuit.
However, Chen Xiaofan was simply too fast. No matter how hard he tried, he could not widen the distance between them.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Xiaofan had caught up behind the Qingshi Sect Leader. He reached out one hand, easily seized the Qingshi Sect Leader by the collar, and lifted him into the air.
"Sect Leader, where do you think you're going?" Chen Xiaofan asked coldly, his expression blank as he looked at the Qingshi Sect Leader dangling in midair.
The Qingshi Sect Leader looked at Chen Xiaofan in terror, his body trembling uncontrollably. His face was full of pleading as he begged bitterly, "great hero, spare my life! Great hero, spare my life! This Sect Leader—no, this lowly one knows his mistake. Please let me go, great hero."
Chen Xiaofan sneered, a disdainful expression appearing on his face. "Let you go? You wanted to put both Zhuangyuan Lang and me to death. I'm not an idiot, so why should I let you off? Go on, give me one reason not to kill you."
The Qingshi Sect Leader hurriedly said, "Rest assured,