Familiar Spirit

Hearing Su Xiao's question, No-Parachute Bro sat upright on the hospital bed with a serious expression.

"Have you heard of the Blood Gate Adventurer Team?"

No-Parachute Bro's first sentence told Su Xiao what was going on. The Blood Gate Adventurer Team's leader, Stan, had launched his revenge.

"There was some bad blood between us."

"Some... bad blood? You mean they came to get revenge on you?!"

No-Parachute Bro's expression turned ugly. He had been caught in the crossfire. Seeing Su Xiao's relaxed expression, No-Parachute Bro looked deeply depressed. The person who should have been hunted was safe and sound, while he, the one who had been dragged into it, had nearly been hunted to death.

"What bad blood do you have with them?"

No-Parachute Bro sighed. Complaining was useless at this point, and Su Xiao had just saved his life.

"As for the bad blood..."

Su Xiao briefly explained his grudge with the Blood Gate Adventurer Team. No-Parachute Bro was dumbfounded after hearing it.

"That's all? Stan actually sent Huang Fen to hunt you down? Is he out of his mind?"

"That's what I find strange too."

There was one thing Su Xiao had not told No-Parachute Bro: his number could not be tracked, so the cost of tracking him was higher.

"So we're working together now?"

No-Parachute Bro undid the bandages around his body. This fellow had astonishing vitality; otherwise, he would not have survived Huang Fen's two attempts to hunt him down.

"Yes. Otherwise, why would I have saved you? Come to think of it, do those three have a way to track us?"

"Yes. One of the three, a woman named Butterfly, has a familiar..."

No-Parachute Bro stopped halfway through his sentence.

"What are the familiar's specific characteristics?"

"..."

Su Xiao realized that No-Parachute Bro had not