Three years, finally there was a chance to hear the news and come to the rescue, risking life and death to infiltrate, rescuing quite a number of people, yet unexpectedly his fiancée, whom Ghost Hand thought of day and night, was not there. This was hard for him to accept. The overwhelming joy plunged to the depths, an endless fury surged up. He broke free from Luo Zheng's grasp, took several steps back, and looked at Luo Zheng with eyes full of anger, coldly saying: "You withdraw first, I will follow soon."
"Come back!" Luo Zheng was shocked and quickly shouted.
However, the furious Ghost Hand had already turned and left, rushing towards the enemy camp with endless resentment. The hatred, the anger, and guilt in his heart exploded completely at this moment. Ghost Hand needed to vent, and the best target was the enemy inside the camp. In the blink of an eye, Ghost Hand disappeared into the night without a trace.
