The two of them dragged the unconscious Barrett away from the top of the tower.
They didn't bother to look out the window again.
By now, the human-skin kite had clung tightly to the window, at an angle that a normal kite could never achieve. After the three men had left, King Luoulming on the human skin turned his gaze away. The eyes on his Hundred-Eyed Crown were also scattered, no longer staring intently into the room.
A gust of wind came, and the human-skin kite dropped down. After one side-flip, the kite started to hover over the castle again, but this time, it quickly found its next target.
After leaving the observation room at the top of the tower, Qian Cangyi felt much relieved of the invisible pressure.
They laid Barrett on the ground; he was still unconscious. Barrett had been knocked into this state by Qian Cangyi and the Hunting Knife, one punch each. The blood from his nose flowed over his lips and then into his mouth.
