"God Doctor Ning, you better leave now!"
Du Dewei stood beside Ning Fan and whispered to him.
The scene where the Taoist was brutally killed had left a deep impression on Du Dewei.
With such formidable strength, being able to kill the Taoist with a single move, even Ning Fan might be in danger.
Du Dewei no longer had any confidence that he would survive the night, so he could only advise Ning Fan, who was actually unrelated to this matter, to leave first.
Ning Fan gave a bitter smile, not expecting Du Dewei to start caring about him at this time.
Ning Fan shook his head, remaining silent. He did not plan to leave, nor did he intend to immediately confront He Fangtuo.
Meanwhile, He Fangtuo burst out shouting and lunged at Du Sanjiang.
"Du Sanjiang, I won't let you die that easily!"
He Fangtuo, holding Du Sanjiang by the collar, let out a cold laugh.
Du Sanjiang's left cheek was already swollen and bright red.
