"Kid, scram now, and you might save your life," Uncle Wu said, filled with confidence after demonstrating the second-rate inferior fist technique.
He had never mastered a third-rate superior flying skill, and given they were at the Mist Whirl River, he would have no way of following if Shi Xiaole were to jump out the window.
So Uncle Wu's plan was to deliver Zhu Xiuling to the Young Master as soon as possible. Once he had a complete understanding of the second-rate inferior fist technique, he would leave the Cloud Triangle immediately.
He figured, even with the combined might of the Justice Sect and Zhu Family, they wouldn't be able to touch him.
The disciples of the Justice Sect looked on in alarm.
They genuinely feared that if Shi Xiaole simply vacated the premises, even if Zhu Xiuling was not in immediate danger, they would surely be doomed.
"It's your turn to go," Shi Xiaole retorted.
