So on the day of the twenty-fifth last month, at the very last moment when Zhang Yiping was leading men in pursuit, he risked his life to run to the gates of the Hong Mansion, hoping that Hong Yu would, for the sake of having traveled together for a while, save them.
This was not just madness; it could practically be called wishful delusion.
Hu Tiejiang hadn't held out much hope at all in his heart. Whether Hong Yu even remembered him was a question, and even if he did, given the other party's current status in the city, it was basically impossible for him to spare them a glance.
But the result was far beyond his expectations.
Hong Yu didn't come, but his four disciples did!
