"Yes, third master,"the man replied and turned around to leave.
Lu Qichuan looked coldly at the woman who was twisting her body on the ground due to the pain. He did not need to have any sympathy for this kind of person.
When he made up his mind to ask Gu Juexi, he had already put away his sympathy.
Who would have compassion for these people? Who would have compassion for Tan Chenxiao?
He did not even know that his desperate escape back then would cause such great harm to Tan Chenxiao.
The more he hated himself, the more he needed to find an outlet to vent his anger. Undoubtedly, these people were his best outlet.
The woman's lips trembled as she pleaded for help. Lu Qichuan squatted down and looked at the woman. "Experience this kind of fear. Facing the fear of death, no one here will save you."
Lu Qichuan's men were very fast. In less than an hour, they had found the woman.
