"Trying to run?"
Sky-Crippled Old Man wore a savage expression as he hurried after them.
After finally inflicting grievous wounds on the two of them, how could he let them escape alive?
"Senior Brother, go! Don't worry about me."
As Sky-Crippled Old Man drew ever closer, Liu Qingyao spoke weakly.
She was severely wounded and on the verge of death, with no strength left to flee. If Huang Huayuan tried to escape while carrying her, they would soon be caught.
"This is not far from the commandery city. Lord Li and Junior Brother must have heard the commotion and are on their way. We'll be fine."
Huang Huayuan did not abandon Liu Qingyao and flee. The Prison Tiger Bureau had never had anyone who abandoned a companion.
"Die!"
Sky-Crippled Old Man caught up, his Astral Qi condensing into a sinister ghostly hand that descended upon the pair.
Just as the ghostly hand was about to fall, Huang Huayuan gathered every ounce of his strength, shielded Liu Qingyao, and hurled her away.
"Senior Brother!"
Tears slid down Liu Qingyao's face as she cried out miserably, her eyes full of despair.
Bang!
The ghostly hand fell, sending sand and stones flying as dust billowed into the air.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother..."
Liu Qingyao crashed heavily to the ground, worsening her injuries.
Ignoring the searing pain throughout her body, she did not choose to flee. With her hair in disarray, she charged toward where Huang Huayuan was.
"Since you want to accompany him so badly, I'll grant your wish."
Killing intent surged from Sky-Crippled Old Man as he prepared to strike Liu Qingyao.
"Is that so?"
At that moment, a voice that made souls tremble rang out clearly.
Sky-Crippled Old Man's expression changed at once, and he went fully on guard.
"Who is