Since the other party was so sensible, Lü Zhong was glad for the easy time.
He immediately pinpointed the Insect Swarm's location, tossed out his Wind-controlling Ship, and gave chase at top speed, flying low to the ground.
In less than a quarter of an hour, he had two Storage Bags in his possession.
When he returned, Chen Xiaohe was still fighting the stout male cultivator, and it looked like a victor was about to be decided.
"Fellow Daoist Lü, save me!"
At that moment, Chen Xiaohe was covered in blood, having fallen for some unknown dirty trick. The stout male cultivator had her on the defensive. Lü Zhong couldn't help but suspect that if he had returned a moment later, the woman would have truly met a tragic end.
'And to think you were making guarantees just a moment ago!'
Without a word, Lü Zhong flicked his sleeve and summoned the Shuo Jin Sword.
CLANG! The sound of metal on metal rang out.
