"Damn, retreat."
Liang Dong said angrily. He was just one step away from killing Lin Tian, but Fang Shaoxiong ruined his perfect opportunity. Despite his reluctance, he dared not stay here any longer since, after all, Fang Shaoxiong's Death War Chariot was not to be trifled with.
As all his men withdrew, Fang Shaoxiong quickly rescued Lin Tian and, after placing him in the war chariot, sped down the mountain.
When Lin Tian was rescued by Fang Shaoxiong, he had already lost consciousness. Fang Shaoxiong shook his body repeatedly, but could not wake him.
Then, Fang Shaoxiong had a bright idea and thought of the healing potion. He took out the two bottles of healing potion he carried and gave them to Lin Tian to drink.
No sooner had the healing potion entered Lin Tian's stomach than his breathing stabilized at a visible rate, causing Fang Shaoxiong to inwardly marvel at its miraculous effect.
After a little more than two minutes, Lin Tian slowly opened his eyes.
