In just half a year, he could already crush a Dark Energy master like this? Such progress was simply unheard of!
Gratitude and worry intertwined in his heart.
He was moved that Yang Jing had braved such danger to save him, but worried that his junior brother would surely draw a frenzied siege from the Flying Horse Thieves, putting him in even greater peril.
He opened his mouth, wanting to tell Yang Jing to leave him behind and escape alone, but the powerful gust of wind from Yang Jing's mad dash forced the words back down his throat.
Meanwhile, Li Qianxiong was leading the bearded man and his other subordinates in hot pursuit.
When he saw the one-eyed man lying motionless on the ground, his fate uncertain, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the viciousness on his face intensified.
"Who is this person?"
Li Qianxiong asked in a low voice, a trace of imperceptible shock in his tone.
