"Today, I admit defeat. Let's go!"
Leng Xue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shot Bai Xiaofan a deep glance, called out to his subordinates, and turned to leave.
Through the brief clash just now, Leng Xue knew very well in his heart that Bai Xiaofan's strength far exceeded his own and was beyond anything he could handle.
Since today he couldn't successfully assassinate Song Wei, staying here any longer was meaningless.
"Hey, you're just leaving like that? Aren't you going after Song Wei?"
Bai Xiaofan watched as the other party prepared to leave without saying much and kindly asked.
After all, the palm strike he had just delivered wasn't that heavy, and Leng Xue was only slightly injured.
Meanwhile, the fleeing Song Wei hadn't gotten far because his physical condition was just too weak.
