"Uh, wait a second."
As Hu Lizhong was losing himself in wild thoughts and hadn't immediately fled, leaving Yang Fei behind, he heard Yang Fei transmitting his voice once again.
And Yang Fei had also stopped.
Following suit, Hu Lizhong halted too, looking at Yang Fei with a puzzled expression, "What's wrong?"
The several extremely powerful presences behind them made Hu Lizhong extremely nervous. Stopping now, the distance to those powerful beings closed significantly in an instant, causing Hu Lizhong's legs to tremble.
He had had the courage to flee before, but now that they were too close, he lacked even the courage to run.
"It seems they're not enemies," said Yang Fei, turning around to look back as he spoke.
By the time the two had stopped to talk, the five pursuers had already caught up.
Turning alongside Yang Fei, Hu Lizhong saw five men and women dressed in ancient attire.
