After the earlier massacre, the three of them managed to leave the neighborhood smoothly with a mix of walking and running.
However, Chen Shouyi didn't feel any lighter, but rather more solemn. The huge commotion here couldn't possibly not spread. In fact, on the road, he saw from afar that more than one person had already run out of the neighborhood gate.
But he didn't chase after them.
He still had his aunt and cousin to care for. If he left, the two might be torn to pieces by the fanatical cult followers seeking revenge.
Moreover, even if he wanted to chase them, he couldn't intercept them all one by one.
"Shou Yi, we've dragged you down. You should go alone, otherwise, none of us might be able to escape," Qin Shufen said, panting heavily.
Running with small steps from the neighborhood to the gate, even though it was only a few hundred meters, she was already out of breath.
