Chapitre 49: Chapter 43 The Old Drunkard's Intent_2

Master Qingxi was overjoyed, having completely forgotten that although he had not spoken, he too had stood by with a haughty expression, nodding in agreement.

Just then, he spotted the fat Daoist who claimed he would press Lin Wenruo's head himself stealthily escaping. At first, his steps were even and steady, but they quickened as he went, and finally, he ran down the hill as if fleeing…

The elder holding a horsetail whisk imitated the Daoist, creeping away lightly on his feet, pretending not to recognize his companion and slipping away as if greased.

Li Shiqian, hearing a slight noise behind him, turned his pale face to see the others had already made their escape. Standing there, dumbfounded, he hesitated for a few seconds before hurrying to catch up.

The elder, seeing his companion following, was scared out of his wits, fearing that he would be dragged down with him, so he took to his heels, and the two stumbled down the mountain, tumbling along the way.