The instant he emerged from Pang Mountain, Xiang An flung the person hanging off him to the side.
"Um... hey, you? What's your name?" Xiang An ran two steps, then turned back and asked the still-conscious middle-aged man with a frown.
"This one... Liu Ji." The middle-aged man named Liu Ji lay on the ground in utter despair, staring at the rain falling from the sky. It felt as though every bone in his body had been rattled loose.
"Alright, Brother Liu, help me watch these people." Xiang An clasped his hands in salute, then turned to leave.
"Wait!" Liu Ji sat up and stopped Xiang An. "What are you going to do?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Xiang An glanced back at Liu Ji. "Save people."
"Hey! Are you serious? Look at your leg first!" Liu Ji climbed to his feet and took two heavy breaths. "And what can you do alone?"
"Shut up and stay out of the way." Xiang An snorted. "I saved your ass, so quit yapping!"
Liu Ji:?
Before he could react, Xiang An had already run off.
"This—"
"Hey! Take good care of these people!" Another roar jolted the still-dazed Liu Ji awake, and several more unconscious Tiger Lord Attendants suddenly appeared beside him.
Xiang Yu did not even spare Liu Ji a glance before running off to chase after his younger brother.
"Xiang An!" Xiang Yu shouted, but he could not catch up to him, growing both anxious and furious. "You fucking wait for me!"
Hearing Xiang Yu curse at him, Xiang An finally slowed down.
"I never said I wasn't helping you, so why the hell were you running so fast? Can you stop a mudslide by yourself!?" Xiang Yu caught up to Xiang An and immediately started berating him in exasperation.
"No, but—"