A wounded woman certainly couldn't race like a swift meteor.
Midway, Li Huai deliberately slowed down his pace, feigning the look of battered and staggering.
The fools following him from behind didn't seem to suspect much.
Yet, despite such acting, Li Huai was still much faster than the lot trailing after him.
When Li Huai made it to the top of the mountain, he casually crouched down on a large rock and lit a cigarette, only then he heard the footsteps of the pursuers.
A step forward was the Abyss, waiting for them to catch up, Li Huai would leap down into it.
"Big... Big brother, she... she seems to have jumped off here!" A fellow with a face full of acne, gasped out.
Nearly all of his peers were also gasping for breath.
