"What the hell is going on? Where did these people come from? And why have we been poisoned?"
His grandson, Chen Heng, roared hysterically, spitting out a mouthful of blood with every sentence. Meanwhile, Chen Tailai saw that he was getting farther and farther away; their pursuers probably would not be able to catch up.
Only then did he give a cold snort and say,
"We haven't been poisoned. It's gu-Red Thread Gu. Only an extremely powerful gu master can raise this kind of gu. Once raised, it's placed inside other women. When men sleep with them, they become infected. Some bitch must have plotted against us."
"Damn it, which bitch was it?!"
Chen Heng ground his teeth.
But no one answered.
There was no helping it. These three played far too wildly and understood the spirit of sharing very well, frequently swapping their wives and concubines.
Who could possibly know who had contracted the gu first?
More importantly, there was no point dwelling on that question now.
They needed to get out of here first.
Fortunately, the women behind them were not very powerful and had difficulty catching up.
Otherwise, they would not even have had a chance to escape.
Of course, it was also largely because these three were wily old foxes. They knew full well that the women slaughtering the Canglan Sect were merely the vanguard.
The true mastermind, that gu master, had yet to appear.
They could certainly kill these women, but if they delayed any longer and the gu master arrived,
they would truly have no chance of survival.
The three figures kept darting through the hazy drizzle at tremendous speed, having long since left the members of the Canglan Sect behind.
At a time like this, escaping with their lives mattered most. Nothing else