Outside the Bai Family palace, a heap of Luo Family members lay at Gao Manqiu's feet. Some were dead, some injured, but not a single one remained standing.
Mercer was still stunned by Gao Manqiu's overwhelming combat strength, even though the battle had ended quite a while ago.
At that moment, a burst of footsteps came from behind them. Both turned around in surprise, immediately going on guard.
Chu Han came running toward them with someone slung over his shoulder, moving in great haste. Behind him trailed a large group of Bai Family members—around a hundred of them, all young, with obvious energy fluctuations around their bodies.
These were the Bai Family's younger generation, their most promising generation. So many Bai Family members were chasing after Chu Han alone; clearly, Chu Han had been unable to fight them in the Bai Family palace and had been driven out!
That was the possibility Gao Manqiu and Mercer immediately considered. Both had already prepared for another fierce battle, but who would have thought...
"Hey! You two are here? Perfect!" Chu Han's eyes lit up when he saw them. He stopped and commanded, "You all follow Gao Manqiu. Mercer, help me carry this guy."
The hundred or so Bai Family youths hurriedly gathered around Gao Manqiu without the slightest hesitation. Their obedient manner left both Gao Manqiu and Mercer feeling as though they had been struck by lightning.
What the hell?
What was going on here?
Chu Han had no time to explain in detail. He tossed the elder onto Mercer's back, gripped his battle-axe, and charged forward at the head of the group. "Follow me! Retreat to the Water Tribe first!"
The hundred or so Bai Family youths howled excitedly, as if they had found new hope. Every one of them was