The moment Feng Bqing appeared, Li Gaojie refrained from activating his own light of evolution, instead concealing his figure as he crept toward Liou Wenxin.
But Li Gaojie never imagined that Feng Bqing had actually lost his mind!
In his mind, a Saint-level expert should have been guaranteed to win.
Feng Bqing's departure had left Li Gaojie completely on the defensive. His only option now was to take a desperate gamble: hold Liou Wenxin hostage. That way, the others would hesitate to act, giving him a chance to survive.
Based on his observations, Liou Wenxin had no combat ability, and Su Ze, the man beside her, was just some pretty boy who relied on artifacts. If he could end the fight quickly—by killing or repelling Su Ze—he could easily get control of Liou Wenxin.
The only thing he had to be wary of was that skull-shaped, psychic-attack artifact.
Seeing Li Gaojie lunging at them, Su Ze reacted just as quickly, flashing in front of Liou Wenxin to shield her.
