Soon, A'tian returned, but he was not alone.
Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly. A'tian's face was pale and he looked hesitant. His body was trembling uncontrollably, and there was a lot of blood in the corner of his mouth. From the aura on his body, he was most likely injured.
When he saw Ye Xuan from afar, he suddenly shouted, "Quickly run!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind hit his back. A'tian spat out a large mouthful of blood and staggered a few steps before falling to the ground.
"This kid is really despicable. He didn't learn his lesson at all."
Ye Xuan was extremely familiar with this voice. It was Zhao Huaifeng. His face was gloomy and vicious, and he clearly had ill intentions.
"I told you to not let me catch you in the future. Otherwise, you won't be as lucky as last time."
