"It's over!"
Yun's head buzzed with shock, instantly going blank.
That voice was all too familiar.
It was Wang Shaojie, sneaking around with Ye Yingge in the cave!
Why are you coming out at this moment?
Yun felt an icy shiver all over; dying in battle was not frightening, at most he'd lose one life. At least his family would get the protection of the Wang Family, continuing in their prosperity.
But if Wang Shaojie died,
his family would face the wrath of the Wang Family.
No one could be spared.
"Run, Young Master, quickly run..." Yun turned his head with difficulty, his face dry like old tree bark, yelling out in deep fear and despair.
"..."
Wang Shaojie, adjusting his clothes as he walked, looked utterly bewildered.
He saw something hovering in the air.
A dry corpse with a bark-like face was shouting at him.
Stunned for a moment,
he finally recognized it was Yun, his guardian.
