"Just do what you used to do!" a cold, murderous voice said.

"What?" They seemed somewhat incredulous, because usually they would be asked to reform themselves; did they really have to start killing people again?

“Let you do what you used to do.” Then he changed the subject, saying, “But this time, you’re turning your attention to the very people who brought you here.”

"yes!"

When Saren's men arrived at the prison, there was nothing there except the stench of blood filling their nostrils and the prison being completely empty.

He examined each of the corpses; they had all died from a single sword wound to the throat.

"Wow, that person seems to be very skilled in martial arts!"

"General Saren, all the prisoners have escaped."

"This is a really troublesome matter. We must hurry up and catch all the suspects."

"yes."

The purple figure carried me at breakneck speed, leaving everyone far behind without leaving a trace or evidence.

We arrived at a small village on the border between Lanzhou and Yi.

The village was small and inconspicuous, which was perfect for hiding.

The purple figure removed the human skin mask from its face, revealing Ye Lisheng's face.

The other person beside him was Fan Feng.

Ye Lisheng quickly found the medicine and bandaged my wound to stop the bleeding. Although she was anxious, she carried out each step in an orderly manner.

"Don't rush, take your time," Fan Feng said from the side.

Putting aside the question of right and wrong, Fan Feng said with a look of self-reproach, "You take care of your wound, I'll help her."

His face was covered in blood, and there wasn't a single patch of skin on his body that was unharmed. His fingers were red and swollen from being pinched by the clamps.

Blood was still flowing from my wrist from time to time.

Even a heartless person would be moved and heartbroken upon seeing this.

The blood kept oozing out even after he wiped it away, making him sweat profusely with anxiety.