He knew Bai Yun'er was injured. He also knew that even while injured, Bai Yun'er had instantly killed two powerful assassins in an exceptionally terrifying display. Chu Han had already gauged the approximate strength of this batch of assassins from the sounds of fighting outside. Compared with Wolf Fang's Defense Team, he knew exactly how strong the two people who had broken through the defensive perimeter in an instant were. Yet people that powerful had been unable to withstand Bai Yun'er's outburst.
"This girl is fucking sexy when she kills!" Chu Han remarked under his breath, unheard by anyone. In contrast to the tension outside, his mood was strangely the complete opposite.
He was more excited than anything, filled with anticipation. The prolonged confinement had once made him question life and death, but the stimulation of battle awakened Chu Han's instinctive yearning.
Fortunately, only Chu Han had heard that remark. Otherwise, who knew what Bai Yun'er would have thought?
"There are two groups of assassins." Though he could not open his eyes at all, Chu Han instinctively began analyzing the battle. "Strange. The two groups aren't cooperating, yet their actions are consistent. Do they have the same objective?"
"Pfft—"
Bu Sha suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood inside the room, staining the snow-white sheets red. Her eyes remained tightly shut, and imperceptible fluctuations radiated from her body. They were psychic waves, striking again and again against the barrier that had sealed Chu Han away.
Chu Han, who was inside the space, frowned. His extraordinarily sharp hearing had picked up something unusual.
Outside, the battle remained deadlocked. The two groups of assassins kept circling and harassing the Wolf Fang Defense Team without fighting to the death. The moment an attack failed, they retreated, showing no desire to prolong the fight.