"Why'd you stop running?"
Wu Qingfeng looked at the face, identical to the one in the portrait, and snorted inwardly.
'This woman has some petty cleverness, but it's a shame. In the face of absolute power, it's all for naught.'
"I'm surrounded by a pack of dogs. Can't exactly run anymore, can I?"
A cold smile touched Song Wanning's lips. She didn't mince her words.
'They're mortal enemies anyway. Pleasantries are meaningless.'
Her Communication Talisman was vibrating rapidly. 'It must be a reply from Elder Liu Xingzhi.'
'Based on the timing, he should be here soon. I have to find a way to stall.'
'Once my support arrives, it'll be much harder for these people to touch me.'
Luo Hantian had told her that Liu Xingzhi alone was worth an army of thousands; these people wouldn't dare provoke him.
'But I've never been one to rely completely on others. I have to find a way to keep my fate in my own hands.'
In a brief moment of thought, Song Wanning had already formed a plan.
