The three were disheveled and filthy, their clothes in tatters, with dark, long-dried bloodstains still visible on the ragged fabric. Two of them desperately supported the one in the middle as they ran for their lives.
More than a hundred feet behind them, over a dozen people shouted as they gave chase.
"Persians!" Huang Xiao naturally saw what these people looked like clearly, and they were speaking the Persian language, their jabbering incomprehensible to him.
Still, from the situation, he could tell that one group was fleeing and the other pursuing. He simply did not know their backgrounds.
"Brother Huang, are those Persians?" Both women had noticed the shouting outside as well. Zhao Xin'er poked her little head out for a look and asked.
"Brother Huang, should we help them?" Zhao Yunhui asked.
"I can't be bothered to meddle in Persian affairs!" Huang Xiao said. "Besides, we don't know whether the ones fleeing are good or evil. Sit tight. We're leaving."
Both women nodded after hearing this. Their instinctive sympathy for the weaker side being hunted down had simply been human nature.
Moreover, Huang Xiao was right. If those being hunted were steeped in evil, then they deserved to die. Wouldn't saving them be helping a tyrant commit atrocities?
In any case, they knew absolutely nothing about these Persians' backgrounds or whether they were good or bad, so the best course was to ignore them.
Of course, both women also knew that the Persian Black Fire Sect was colluding with the Esoteric Sect and secretly contending against the Thousand Demons Sect. Naturally, like Huang Xiao, they had no fondness for Persians.
Huang Xiao tugged the reins, turning the carriage toward another side to give these Persians a little room.
But just as the carriage changed direction, before it had traveled