He looked toward the Silver Tower, the short distance of less than a kilometer felt so unreachable.
But it wasn't completely without chance.
Every time he shattered the Silver Hand, he could get closer to the Silver Tower. By enduring until the last drop of oil and the dying flame, there was a possibility to reach it.
However, Tai Sui definitely wouldn't let him escape, just a slight intervention and all hope would be lost.
Thinking of this, Fujihara Tomohiro shouted to Gao Xin: "Tai Sui, why don't you make a move? If you want to kill, then kill!"
Gao Xin was explaining the situation to Luo Yan while arranging people to clean up the aftermath.
Upon hearing this, he glanced sideways: "Zhao Tengkong is my substitute, his actions are my actions. You are completely at his disposal, I will not interfere."
"Zhao Tengkong?" Fujihara Tomohiro was startled, the name felt a bit familiar.
