The warriors around him immediately scattered like shadows in the wind.
Shangqi ran ahead while the Masked Warriors gave chase. Once they entered the jungle, the pursuit turned into forest parkour.
These people, whose physiques far surpassed the norm, leaped and spun between trees, grass, and rocks as if gravity did not exist.
While fleeing, Shangqi suddenly scooped up a rock from the ground and caught one of the warriors who had failed to dodge.
But that was his only chance. Afterward, the warriors learned their lesson and began firing all kinds of hidden weapons at Shangqi, some of them poisoned.
Fortunately, the jungle gave Shangqi excellent cover and barely kept him safe.
"Damn little bastards!"
The forest was about to end ahead. Once he reached open ground, Shangqi would be in serious trouble.
If only there was something that could draw their attention right now.
Just then, Shangqi suddenly spotted someone ahead.
He focused his gaze and saw that it was a foreigner!
"Holy shit! Heaven really answered my prayer!"
But when he got closer, Shangqi realized she was very young—a little girl, perhaps about Xu Xialing's age—and immediately started cursing inwardly again.
Heaven, are you fucking messing with me?
Not everyone could fight like Xu Xialing. Shangqi was forced to halt half a step, and worse still, the Masked Warriors had caught up.
"You're after me. Let her go!"
"Die!" The Masked Warriors paid no attention to him.
Some continued pursuing Shangqi, while others ran toward the witness to kill her.
Yet the moment those Masked Warriors approached the girl, one of them was sent flying backward and died before he even hit the ground.
When the others looked, they discovered that his neck had been twisted clockwise.
When they turned back again, the frail-looking white girl's presence