Chen Xiaolian dashed into an alleyway, keeping a close eye on the radar in his personal system. The green blips representing those pursuers had not caught up yet, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He knew he had won this gamble.
The final strike that wounded the unicorn was meant to slow down their pursuit. Such unique mounts must be precious to them, and they wouldn't abandon them easily when they saw them injured.
Spotting a door on his left, Chen Xiaolian broke in and immediately suppressed his aura, transitioning out of combat mode.
Inside was an empty house. Chen Xiaolian traversed it, exiting through the building's corridor on the other side, into a different street.
