"This..."
"This is..."
Many people sharply noticed Wu Cheng's peculiarity and were instantly left agape, at a loss for what to do.
What is going on?
Couldn't handle the setback, had a change of heart?
"Brother Qin Zi, something's not right, let's go."
Shui Qingrou cautiously glanced at Wu Cheng, then suddenly waved her right hand, sweeping Qin Zi onto the carriage with a surge of energy.
"Arooo—"
The Simurgh let out a long cry, then flapped its wings and soared high, swiftly flying back in the direction they came from.
Her movements were fluid and seamless, and the Simurgh was connected to her mind, reacting almost instantly.
So, when the two drove away, nearly no one else had reacted.
"Where are you going!!"
"Trying to escape!"
Several aged figures leapt into the air from various corners, menacingly charging at the carriage.
"Let them go."
At this moment, Wu Cheng's voice came, very calm, yet carrying an undeniable authority.
The bodies of those elders halted.
