Luo Tian carried Li Yunxiu, weaving through the garden for a mile or so.
Behind them, the withered man's Body Technique was exquisite. He used various forms of cover, secretly tailing the two.
Luo Tian had no intention of shaking him off.
He was carrying the Commandery Princess and had to avoid aggravating her wounds, so he couldn't run or leap too violently.
Luo Tian was looking for a place to treat her injuries.
The dilapidated buildings and the semi-open pavilions and corridors were all vulnerable to attack and unsuitable for treatment.
At that moment,
an ancient, tall tower came into view. It was forged from some kind of gray ore, its material hard and only slightly damaged.
"Perfect! This is the place."
Luo Tian's face lit up with joy.
This tower was the tallest building in the vicinity.
As long as they occupied this spot, the Shooter would have no high ground, making his shots much more difficult.
Moreover,
