Behind the girl, a shadow hurried over from afar and turned into a man with slicked-back hair and sunglasses.
The man with sunglasses said in a low voice, "I got them out. The old man almost died, but the woman's fine. Minor injuries."
Su Xue'er felt a weight lift from her heart.
Thank goodness. Neither of the two elders had died.
Overcome with gratitude, Su Xue'er said earnestly, "Thank you for saving us. I'll remember this kindness."
But after she finished speaking, the other party didn't respond at all.
The Slicked-back Hair Sunglasses Man stared motionlessly at Clown and the gray shadow figure across from them.
Meanwhile, the beautiful woman with fiery red hair walked over, sizing Su Xue'er up from head to toe.
A mutter drifted through the breeze.
"A little bigger... What's so great about that..."
W-what did that mean? Su Xue'er felt like her brain was about to short-circuit.
She looked at the other woman, finding her strangely familiar, but couldn't recall why.
Just then, the girl glared at her and said, "Idiot. If you'd used the power of the Third Stage from the start, wouldn't this have been settled already?"
Su Xue'er was deeply grateful that the other woman had come to her rescue, but couldn't help retorting, "But that would have meant killing him."
As soon as she said it, she regretted it. They'd saved her—how could she talk to them like that?
Su Xue'er inwardly reproached herself, about to say something to make up for it.
But the red-haired girl heard her out, pressed a hand to her forehead, and sighed. "You hesitated when you struck. That's why he dodged the vital spot near his heart. How did Crane Palm awaken in you? What a waste."
The red-haired girl muttered under her breath, "Holding