When Dianyunzi actually slowed his pace, the two fleeing figures breathed a sigh of relief. The woman immediately asked through thought transmission, "Who answered your plea for help? Which faction's expert is coming?"
Enduring the searing pain, the man sent back a bitter reply. "What expert? I don't even know who answered. He was closing in, so I bluffed to make him hesitate!"
"You're mad!" the woman replied at once. "Dianyunzi has clearly cultivated himself into a fanatic. He's obsessed with fighting! You might fool him for a moment, but once he realizes he's been played, he'll fly into a rage. Things will be even worse then. We might truly find ourselves wishing for death!"
"Better than dying on the spot!" the man complained. "He's been gentle with you, but I'm covered in wounds. Enough talking, or he'll spot something wrong. Let's get outside the city and see who's there. It might really be an expert from the Church!"
"'Might' is right!" the woman scoffed. "This is where Zhou and Qi meet. Who would come here besides our Lihuan Dao? Oh, there is one other group. We came following traces of the Five Poisons Church, but after their internal strife, what experts could they possibly have left? Even if they have one, how could they drive Dianyunzi off? He's too uncanny! Too powerful! His place on the Starweave Ranking can't be trusted at all. He may be the true number one!"
"Even someone from the Witch Poison Dao could serve as a shield!" the man insisted.
"This is all because you coveted those chunks of iron and insisted on swindling them out of Gao Zhengxin. That's what angered him! Why not just tell him where they are?"
"We already promised them to the Venerable's envoy. How can we give them