"Woo, woo, woo..."
A Thorny Boar was crouched on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
In a mere five minutes, it had gone from fierce and brutal to pitifully whimpering. The fear that descended from the heavens...who could understand?
"Tap, tap, tap..."
The footsteps of that demon were getting closer.
The Thorny Boar lifted its head and saw a blur of blue, icy and piercing to the eyes.
"What a shame."
Ye Hanjun shook his head, feeling regretful.
The hind leg meat of the Thorny Boar, coated with a layer of honey and barbecued, was extraordinarily delicious.
Unfortunately, this was a Fond Spirit with a Patron, not a wild one, so there would be no feast today.
"Crack..."
Ye Hanjun found the Escape Talisman in the pocket of the unconscious Patron and crushed it forcefully.
Then, a brass-colored barrier rose up, confining the heavily injured man and boar. All that was left was to patiently wait for the rescue of the Mentor.
"The 11th one?"
