Long Aotian struggled onward with a girl and an injured man.
Halfway there, he suddenly heard the sound of something cutting through the air.
Someone shouted, "Long Aotian! I know you're nearby. Heh, you used to throw your weight around here like a king. What, playing the coward today?"
Long Aotian shook his head at Kong Yirou and Song Qinglin, signaling them not to make a sound.
The man burst out laughing. "Who would've thought the great Long Aotian would have a day when he played the coward! Fine, then watch your companion get tortured to death by me! Come out!"
At that moment, the Guardian who had fled midway through his fight with Long Aotian earlier dragged Zhao Tuo out.
He dug one hand into Zhao Tuo's stomach. "Call him."
Zhao Tuo cried as he shouted, "Long Aotian, come out! Please come out, they're going to kill me! Boohoo... I'm going to die, I'm going to die! Come out, please come out..."
Long Aotian lowered his head, sighed, and said to Kong Yirou, "Take Song Qinglin and keep heading southwest. You should be able to run into Zhao Ritian or Lu Chengwen after they've won."
Kong Yirou was in complete panic now.
The screams of her companion left her nearly out of her mind with terror.
If she stayed here, they would have to face two experts again; but if she left... heaven knew whether she could survive, or what kind of strange Guardians she might run into.
"Zhao Ritian... Lu Chengwen... Don't joke around. Other than you, who here can fight things like that!? They..."
Kong Yirou lowered her head and began to cry. "Most likely, they're already dead."
Long Aotian was so angry he almost laughed. He looked at Kong Yirou. "I can't guarantee anyone else, but