Lin Chen was frantic with urgency as he dashed toward the western jungle at breakneck speed.
Just then, the sound of fighting came from not too far away.
A girl drenched in blood burst out from the bushes.
Tang Bao'er's body was covered with slashes, her originally tied-up hair now a disheveled mess, and a streak of blood lingering on the corner of her mouth.
No sooner had she emerged from the jungle than several clan disciples wielding blades chased after her.
These clan disciples wore somewhat strange attire, all donned in poison-proof masks and fully clad in specially made rubber suits to prevent poisoning.
Swoosh!
A feathered arrow shot out, striking Tang Bao'er directly in the leg.
Tang Bao'er stumbled and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Tsk tsk, pretty girl... I wonder where you think you can escape to this time," a few clan disciples surrounded her as one spoke.
