When Guman Zhao was nearly crippled by a move from Yang Fei, Chai Song, who was closest to Yang Fei, hesitated for a moment.
Chai Song had already been injured by Tong Yan's Great Yellow Court, and now the person from Tong Yan's side obviously had greater strength. Charging in would be suicidal, so he cowardly held back once more, making his interception half-hearted.
It wasn't just him; even Jiang Yuanshuo was noticeably slower.
Wang Chengcuo, furious, couldn't help but curse, "Useless, get out of the way!"
He had been sent flying by a move from Yang Fei before, creating distance, and by the time he had caught up, he was already more than twenty meters behind.
He had hoped that Chai Song and the other two could block the opponent for a moment, buying him a bit of time, but he hadn't expected the three of them to be so easily beaten.
If Tong Yan escaped today, where would his dignity stand?
