"Young man, do you need some help?" Sikong Yan stepped out of the void with a playful smile hidden beneath his mask.
Zhou Qing looked at him, feeling a sense of admiration rise within him.
After years of planning going to waste, this person could still joke and laugh; such a mindset was truly extraordinary.
Before he could respond, Sikong Yan suddenly grabbed his wrist: "There are two Spirit Severing Realm experts chasing us! If they catch you and you give me away, that would be troublesome!"
"What if I give you away?" Zhou Qing said, "You don't have anything holding you back."
"That's a mistaken view." Sikong Yan's eyes flashed with cunning, "I'm the kind of person who likes operating in secret. If my identity is exposed, how can I continue the game?"
Before he finished speaking, his left hand formed into a sword, ready to tear open space——
"Lock!"
A shout erupted from behind.
