"Ugh..."
He did not have a chance to cry out before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed onto the ground.
Qin Yi withdrew his chopping hand and dashed into the Zen room. After examining the two people on the scene, he strode forward, grabbed Su Pan'er's hand: "Pan'er, let's go!"
Go?
She didn't want to leave right now.
"Let's go! More people are coming this way."
Qin Yi whispered sternly, dragging her forcibly along with him.
Su Pan'er reluctantly had to follow him. As she turned to leave, she couldn't resist throwing a parting shot.
"Liao Jue, the so-called barefooted isn't afraid of the ones wearing shoes. Between you and me, there's bound to be a direct confrontation. I hope that day doesn't come too late!"
Monk Liao Jue behind her raised his eyebrows slightly, not saying a word.
As soon as the two of them left Liao Jue, a group of monks rushed into the Bell and Drum Tower behind them.
Qin Yi kept looking back, "I don't understand, Pan'er, why did you say that?"