Qiqi, seeing the man's bloodshot eyes, and the way he crazily brandished his machete toward her and her sister, hatred etched on his face, didn't have time to think. She grabbed her sister's hand, and they took off running wildly, with Qiqi screaming over her shoulder, "What in the world did you give him? Why is he so rabid?"
"How would I know the drug would be this strong?" Yueyue, too scared to look back and remembering those scarlet eyes, felt the hairs on her back stand up as she desperately followed her brother.
Wan Hun and Wan Hun watched helplessly as the two below them ran away, and were about to intervene when they saw the Little Crown Prince stop in his tracks, suddenly turn around, and glare angrily at the relentless pursuer.
"Hahaha, Huo Yaotian, aren't you running? Why have you stopped? Kneel down, call me grandpa and maybe I'll spare your life," the bandit, lost in his delusional fantasy, now fully mistook Qiqi for the Huo gang's leader.