Luo Fei's brows slightly furrowed as he quickly realized who the male before him was, but at this moment, beset by internal and external troubles and being injured, he might not be a match for Rah.
"Hold on tight to me."
He tightened the grip on the bend of the female's leg, swiftly moving toward the exit. Wen Shu didn't have time to react, her whole body bumping into his shoulder, quickly wrapping her hands around his neck.
The wall turned into a phantasm, reaching the square in an instant.
Wen Shu lifted her head from his embrace, finding the scene before her in disarray, with the long tables overturned and broken, food scattered all over the ground, the females nowhere in sight, just a few stray Blood Beasts anxiously retreating.
However, before she could take a few more glances, a sudden gust of wind raised her long hair, and immediately, her shoulder was pressed down by a cold, hard large hand.
