"Daoist Fellow Xia Liu! Quickly escape!"
At this moment, Zhuang Hua rose from the ground, wiping the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes shining brightly.
After the recent clash, he had realized Ji Fei's strength.
He still had the strength to fight again!
But Xia Liu was just a local Martial Artist.
If he left at this time, he believed that neither Ji Fei nor Chen Liang would be able to find him.
"Xia Liu, you should go now, Han Mei and I will hold off Chen Liang."
Han Yan did not want to drag Xia Liu down either.
They knew they could not avoid their fate; under these circumstances, how could they possibly involve someone else?
Facing the persuasion of Zhuang Hua and Han Yan, Xia Liu shook his head, "You're all trying so hard, how could I possibly leave alone."
Although they had known each other for less than two hours, Xia Liu could feel the intent of Zhuang Hua and the others.
Compared to the young masters of the great families, it was simply no contest.
