Night. Deep forest.
Wei He had not run far while carrying her when, jolted by the motion, Jiang Su slowly woke up.
"Wei He!?" By the moonlight, she recognized at once the person carrying her one-handedly.
"It's me." Wei He kept his eyes fixed ahead as he sped onward.
The dark trees swept past on either side of him, like fleeting light and shadows.
"Where are we now?" Jiang Su could not help asking.
"Don't know."
"Is it safe around here?"
"Not sure."
"...Can you say something good?" Jiang Su wiped the tear tracks from her face.
"You and Teacher are both still alive," Wei He answered.
"..."
Wei He suddenly came to an abrupt halt and sprang sideways.
Puff! Puff!
Two muffled impacts sounded as two flying knives embedded precisely where he had been standing.
A soft exclamation came from behind them.
"You actually dodged that?"
A dark figure raced out from the woods and stopped beside a clump of bushes.
Moonlight illuminated one side of his body. He was a bearded man wielding a large silver-ringed saber.
Wei He turned around and set the two women down.
"Who are you?"
"I am the Great Protector of the Blood Robe Gang, Yuan—" Before the man could finish, he felt a vicious wind crash down upon him.
He hurriedly dodged left.
Something sliced past his cheek, and the force of its passage made his face sting.
"You!?"
Pop.
A crisp sound suddenly exploded behind him, as though some kind of powder had burst open.
Before he could turn to look, Wei He took a step forward. In an instant, he crossed several meters and punched at him.
"Five breaths."
"To kill you."
In the darkness, Wei He's entire body rapidly swelled. He focused his spirit and held his breath, his