Forcing Qiao Qichong to give up his inner strength is no different from killing him. Qiao Qichong's eyes were bloodshot, and losing the use of his legs hadn't made him as desperate as he was at this moment.
Wang Longhu completely ignored his curses, grabbing Qiao Qichong and leaping out of the residential building, off to find Fifth Master.
Now Qiao Qichong was nothing but a useless man who couldn't even defeat an ordinary person, so Wang Longhu didn't worry about him causing any trouble.
...
"Damn it! This old undead mad dog!"
A figure crashed through the third-floor window, landing steadily on the ground.
Before he could unleash a torrent of curses, Fifth Master followed him by jumping out of the third floor, claws fiercely aiming for the opponent's chest.
Chen Chongyue's anger flared, his skin instantly tensed, and he struck out with both palms in fury, clashing hard against Fifth Master's claws.
