"Shi Xiaole, I will remember you. Let's go."
Ou Wukai wore a sullen expression, a trace of fear remaining evident in his eyes. He turned around, taking the equally color-drained Peng Dian with him.
Bai Xueying was conflicted as she watched Shi Xiaole. Just as she was about to communicate telepathically, she was stopped by Zi Xiangbo's gentle shake of her head. The women left with the Tianyan Sword Lord, their bodies and spirits falling apart.
The terrifying nature of the Saintess was beyond what most people could imagine. Should they beg Shi Xiaole for help, it would only endanger him.
With the Array System withdrawn, the heroes in the square regained their freedom, and the place became lively once again.
Shi Xiaole asked, "The four of you, are you sure you can escape?"
