The two figures fled in a sorry state, like stray dogs. They fell to the ground, but they couldn't care less about the pain. They got up again and fled forward. Their clothes were torn and they were in a terrible state. Blood dyed their bodies red. Although some of the injuries weren't fatal, blood flowed out. The continuous injuries made their bodies weaker and weaker.
It was none other than Qian An and Old Lu.
Compared to before, he was like two different people. It was not too much to say that he was a beggar.
They didn't even dare to turn their heads, as if there was a great terror chasing them from behind. They didn't dare to stay any longer. A funny scene appeared. Previously, at the Pan Clan's place, they had been scheming and scheming against each other. Now, they were supporting each other and never leaving each other!
