Feng Hao and Feng Qianxing fled one after the other, and the situation returned to its previous state. The group of Mages from the Celestial Eagle Team just stared at each other, completely baffled by what had just happened.
"Don't just stand there, let's go!" Sun Yaowen took a long look in the direction Feng Hao had gone before quickly leading his people in a retreat.
With no Hundred-level Expert to stop them, the group felt no pressure. They easily broke through the Celestial Eagle Team's encirclement and retreated toward the city.
Meanwhile, Feng Hao had already used his Wind Spirit Power to fly a great distance. Not far behind, Feng Qianxing was in hot pursuit.
"Kid, hand over the antidote, now!" Feng Qianxing yelled as he chased, all while having to keep a close eye on his health. He had no choice—the A Little Red poison was simply too potent.
"If you want the antidote, you'll have to catch me," Feng Hao taunted with a wild laugh.
