"Oh no, this guy wants to escape!"
Fatty lifted his head angrily and suddenly saw Basil Jaak staggering up from the ground in the distance, then quickly running towards the mountaintop. His face changed color.
Basil Jaak had almost exhausted his True Qi just moments ago, and now he felt completely drained.
Fortunately, Fatty's palm strike had sent him flying earlier, giving him a chance to break away and escape; otherwise, he might not even have had the opportunity to flee.
No matter if he can run away or not, he's going to try and escape first.
Basil Jaak gathered his True Qi and rushed straight to the mountaintop, hoping to get to the other side of the mountain. He wasn't sure of the situation there, but for now, he had to quickly cross over and disappear from the sight of the two assassins to have a sliver of hope.
"There's a cliff on the other side of the mountain. If he goes up there, he's walking into a death trap."
