Woo.
Xiaobai let out a soft cry, though the sound seemed to tremble slightly. In such circumstances, it too suffered some internal injuries, making its breath indicate signs of instability.
Lin Chen was gasping for air; he didn't have much time to rest. As he glanced up, he looked ahead where a lurking shadow was swiftly approaching.
Its several eyes remained firmly fixed on Lin Chen, like a death god emerging from the netherworld, swearing to kill Lin Chen here.
"Zheng, you fool, if you're free, hurry up and help that kid!"
From afar, Chen Lin also noticed the abnormal situation and immediately shouted, directing his voice toward the fiery red-haired elder.
Chen Lin was already struggling to handle the two large men, and with Sun Tianming recovering from injuries by his side, he indeed couldn't leave.
So the best course was to let Zheng He, the strongest here, go and help.
