A young man barreled past the guard in front of him and dashed out of the room.
He ran down the corridor and shrieked, in a fit of hysteria, "I told you, let me out, let me out."
Stumbling all the way, he ripped open his fresh wounds.
Blood started soaking through his linen robe.
He barged through all the people blocking his way.
However, as he passed by Fang Hao, his pupils dilated abruptly and he staggered, falling to the ground.
Fang Hao tried to step forward to help, but was blocked by Anjia, who shielded him behind her.
The young man, drained of energy, looked at Fang Hao and said, "They are coming after us, those maniacs, get out of here, hide quickly..."
"Who are they you're talking about?" Fang Hao asked.
"Them, get moving, they're all madmen, they kill, they kill..." The man's speech was incoherent.
When Fang Hao asked who they were, his eyes were full of fear.
"Who are they? What did they ask when they captured you?"
