บท 891: Retreat

Chu Li glided along. Li Ruolan, moving beside him, was as fast as the wind as well. Her robe was flapping as the Thin Elder and the nine middle-aged men chased after them from behind.

The remaining men were taking care of the injured trio. Since their inner energy was depleted, they would be helpless if they were to be ambushed now.

"Are they trying to attack us again when they gather enough numbers?" Li Ruolan asked.

Chu Li nodded. "They haven't given up yet."

"Why don't we retaliate now?" Li Ruolan frowned. "We'll be at the disadvantage by the time they gathered.

Chu Li harrumphed. "That depends on whether they have the courage to. Let's go!"

"Fine. I'll follow your order." Li Ruolan said.

She had absolute trust in Chu Li to the extent that she would not bother using her brain at all. She would follow what Chu Li had in mind.

Chu Li and Li Ruoland glided and they soon traveled across the canyon, reaching the other end of it.