The blood kept draining from Wei Mianna's body, leaving her increasingly weak, until she could barely stand steady.
The pain of the gunshot wound was manageable. Focused entirely on running for her life, Wei Mianna had no attention to spare for her injury.
She knew that if she delayed even slightly, the people behind her would catch up.
Even if she kept running, her chances of ultimately escaping were slim.
After all, Su Kin-chiu had only a pistol. Even with the hostage's weapons and ammunition, he had nowhere near enough to hold off those people and their weapons.
Even so, Wei Mianna dared not hesitate for a moment.
She could only pin her hopes of escape on Su Kin-chiu holding off the pursuers behind her for as long as possible.
Wei Mianna had no idea how long she had been running. It might have been a few minutes, or it might have been more than ten.
The excessive blood loss had left her consciousness hazy and confused.
Suddenly, Wei Mianna stepped on a stone. She stumbled and fell headfirst to the ground.
That instant loss of balance became the final straw that broke her.
Her vision abruptly went black, and Wei Mianna lost all awareness and sensation of the outside world.
Her final impression before passing out was of a figure that seemed to appear a short distance ahead.
He was extremely handsome, certainly no less so than Lik-chiu, the handsome man who had just helped her escape.
The person who appeared before Wei Mianna was, of course, Fang Xinwu, who had long been lying in wait in the Red-Earth Forest.
Watching Eight-Faced Buddha's youngest daughter pass out before him, Fang Xinwu could not help a cold smile from curling his lips.
Under ordinary circumstances, Fang Xinwu would have chosen