After fleeing for their lives the whole way, Dummy still wanted to keep running.
The priest barely had a breath left. He waved a hand. "Stop..."
Qiu and the woman stopped.
Dummy raised his voice. "Hurry up and run! They'll catch up again any minute!"
The priest breathed rapidly, his voice hoarse, as though he were forcing it out of his throat. "By now, they should have found him. They won't have time to chase us."
Frustration flashed through his eyes, followed by anger.
What a waste...
They had finally made it this far, only for all their efforts to go to waste. They had even nearly lost their lives.
How had they discovered them?
If only it had been a few months later-no, even one month later-it wouldn't have come to this. The priest gritted his teeth.
Dummy said, "Huh?"
He always looked blank and clueless, as if he didn't have a brain.
Qiu and the woman couldn't run anymore either. They sat on the ground, gasping for breath.
Dummy wanted to ask, but held himself back and sat down with them, his face still looking as vacant and foolish as ever.
Inside, however, he was screaming-
[Holy shit, what the hell does this bastard mean?]
[Who's "him"? Is there someone else? Sister Sheng and the others won't get hurt, will they?]
[Of course not. They're so powerful. They'll be fine.]
[Aaaaah, I really want to know! But Sister Sheng hasn't contacted me. She should have heard, right? Why isn't she saying anything? Is it because ten thousand yuan is too far away?]
[This bastard is being so cryptic. Why won't he explain? Is he trying to keep us in suspense? And you other two, why aren't you asking?!]
*[I really want to ask, but Dummy can't ask. I