Under the dim overcast sky.
Gao Fei held Shangguan Yunyue tightly as he desperately fled, with a band of savages brandishing various weapons in hot pursuit. They howled as they chased, shouting things Gao Fei couldn't understand.
"If my cultivation hadn't been lost, I would've been able to kill these savages with just one hand," Shangguan Yunyue, lying in Gao Fei's arms, suddenly said. "No, just one finger would've sufficed to wipe them out!"
"Nonsense." Gao Fei curled his lip. "It's precisely because our cultivation is gone that we're running for our lives." He added, "But then again, if you hadn't lost your cultivation, I wouldn't have had the chance to bully you, so you see… every situation has a bright and a dark side, depending on how you look at it."
"Ao ao ao..."
The savages in pursuit suddenly leaped up, hurling their weapons.
Stones, sticks, bones... they sliced through the sky, whistling toward Gao Fei and Shangguan Yunyue.
