Zhao Kai's legs trembled, and his crotch was already wet.
In his memory, this third senior brother had always been composed and proud, when had he ever lost composure like this?
In a moment of desperation, he blurted nervously, "Senior brother, even if you lend me a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare destroy this compass. If I'm not mistaken, that kid must possess a rare treasure! Otherwise, how could his power have surged so suddenly? This also explains why the mark suddenly disappeared!"
"A rare treasure?" Liu Tong squinted his eyes, casually tossing Zhao Kai aside, his gaze greedy: "Chase him! Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we must find him!"
The two followed in the direction where he last disappeared, quickly discovering fresh blood on the ground.
Liu Tong crouched down, dipped his fingertip into the still-warm blood, and revealed a cruel smile: "He can't run far..."
