Alien Races, Xuan Qi, Flame Emperor, Human Alliance

"Whoosh!"

Before the masked figure had even finished speaking, a burst of immortal power suddenly erupted from it. With its soles greased, it swiftly slipped away!

But after running for a while, it suddenly felt inexplicably uneasy.

It glanced back and discovered Lin Cheng standing quietly not far away, watching it with an utterly calm gaze. It was as though he felt no displeasure whatsoever at its escape, yet that quiet stare alone made it feel an incomparably immense pressure.

"..."

It silently stopped, no longer daring to run.

Lin Cheng continued staring at it.

After a while, the masked figure's eyes grew somewhat dejected. It knew it could not escape. Trying to flee beneath the very nose of someone capable of killing a Sea of Suffering Realm expert—even if the other party appeared heavily injured—was not something it had any confidence in.

So, after hesitating for a few seconds, it obediently slunk back.

When it once more arrived before Lin Cheng and met his calm gaze, an inexplicable sense of grief and indignation suddenly rose in its heart...

Wasn't this a little too humiliating?

No one had even needed to do anything, yet it had come slinking back on its own?

At least say a few words to warn me! Something like, if you dare run, I'll kill you, or whatever... If you act like this, I'm losing all my face...

Of course, it only dared mutter such complaints inwardly.

The reason it had returned was, on one hand, because it felt it truly could not get away. On the other, it sensed that the other party did not seem particularly hostile toward it... He probably would not kill it... right?

The masked figure hesitated inwardly. He probably wouldn't, right?

Hard to say!

...Now that it had come back