Desperate Pursuit

The Shadow retreated, fleeing toward the outskirts of Liwan Town. Dr. Gao had absorbed the full brunt of the curse, and his state was far from stable.

The Blood Mist scattered, and the Red-Clothed on Xiao Bu grew increasingly vivid. She tilted her head to study Chen Ge, as if she felt that her luck improved whenever she followed this man.

"Run!"

Chen Ge hauled two large bags and sprinted, his legs pumping. It was a miserable ordeal for Fan Cong; he was naturally heavy, and this time, he was truly running for his life.

"Wait for me!" Fan Cong clutched his chest. He felt that fate was truly mysterious; the last time he had run like this was inside Chen Ge's Haunted House, and now, for the second time, he was fleeing for his life alongside Chen Ge himself.

"Don't stop! I'll go find you a vehicle!" Chen Ge ran along the road for a long time without seeing any usable transport. Finally, he had no choice but to say to Xiao Bu, "Once the doctor catches up, take Fan Cong and find a place to hide. I'll lure the doctor away, but don't stray too far from me. We still need your power to get rid of The Shadow."

Chen Ge had already run quite a distance before Dr. Gao, whose body was half-dissolved, finally made a move.

Chains tore through the Blood Mist, grating against the surrounding buildings with a piercing screech.

"Chen Ge..."

His blood-red eyes stared at the retreating figures of Chen Ge and The Shadow. Perhaps he, too, was confused as to why these two figures were so similar.

The curses accumulated in Liwan Town over so many years had almost entirely surged into Dr. Gao's body. Black-red blood constantly leaked from him, mixed