"Qing Yun, here's what you need to do..."
Ying Ming Hao leaned close to Qing Yun's ear, his lips slightly parted as he whispered important instructions to her.
Qing Yun listened intently, nodding from time to time in agreement, and reached out to take the Storage Ring and Storage Bag he handed her.
Once Ying Ming Hao finished whispering, Qing Yun turned and left without the slightest hesitation, as though she had urgent business to attend to. Where exactly she went was unclear.
Meanwhile, Ying Ming Hao noticed that Liang Yi and the other fellow disciples had suffered grievous injuries. Their breathing was faint, their lives hanging by a thread.
He hurriedly shouted:
"Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters, please leave at once! As far as I know, the Enforcement Hall disciples led by Zhao Yuan and Luo Bai will arrive any moment.
This is urgent! Getting out of here is your best course of action! Leave everything here to me. You mustn't let yourselves be dragged into trouble on my account."
At his words, much of the fire of anger in their hearts instantly died down.
They knew how dire the situation was. If they delayed any longer, they might be caught red-handed, with the stolen goods on them.
They thanked Ying Ming Hao one after another, then fled the scene as though they had greased the soles of their feet.
A moment later, and the enemy might truly surround them so tightly that not even water could seep through.
"Quick, quick, quick!
Move it! Search these guys and take all their Storage Rings and Storage Bags! Don't leave a single one!"
Shouting at the top of his lungs, Ying Ming Hao rushed forward impatiently and began frantically yanking the Storage Rings off the fallen men's fingers.
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