Scream after scream echoed through the air, and the Exotic Beasts ahead seemed even more formidable. Witnessing limbs and severed arms being flung about, Han Yan felt a chill in her heart.
By this point, she could no longer afford to worry about the life and death of others; she simply did not have the energy to care. These people insisted on believing the lies the Qu family spun, completely disregarding her warnings. Just before, there had been a chance to retreat and survive, yet no one took it. Though her strength was not inconsiderable, she was incapable of saving so many.
All she cared about at this moment was Mu Feng's welfare—that fellow might be foolish, but at least he showed concern for his kin, a redeeming quality that suggested he was not beyond help. It would be a shame if he foolishly threw his life away.
"Let's hurry." Han Yan thrust her sword with all her might, slaying the Fierce Bear in front of her, and rushed forward without her feet barely touching the ground.
