"Brother Li, go help my Brother Xiao'an!"
When Su Yu saw that yelling at Yu Zitong wasn't working, he could only order his black-clad bodyguard to go to the rescue. The situation Tu Xiao'an faced was utterly devastating.
If he didn't run, he would be completely submerged.
"Boss, my duty is to protect you."
Even though they were constantly retreating, that didn't mean they were out of danger. Rats would still leap out from some high place, seemingly from nowhere.
"Brother Xiao'an, run!"
Su Yu was baffled. 'Why isn't he moving? Did I overestimate him? Is he scared stiff?'
"Boss Su, is this the Martial Cultivator you hired to help? From what I can see, he's worse than an ordinary person. Look at him, he's terrified."
At that moment, Tu Xiao'an stood all alone at the very front. He watched the tide of rats surging toward him with a calm expression, his chin slightly raised. The confidence in his every move showed that he didn't see these rats as a threat at all.
