"Fang Han, Jin Han..."
Ma Yuan gasped for breath, his gaze sweeping over the two of them, his voice hoarse.
Pain flared from his left ribs, right shoulder, and right arm, making his face twitch uncontrollably.
"I'll take you down with me."
His voice was low, filled with suppressed fury, as if he were about to fight to the death.
But even as he spoke, his eyes were covertly searching for an escape route.
'He's going to risk it all?'
Fang Han readied himself, his expression grave. When a Second Grade Martial Artist fought with their life on the line, the power they could unleash was terrifying.
A single misstep could lead to serious injury, or even death.
"Trying to run?"
Jin Han, however, snorted coldly. She had seen through Ma Yuan's bluff; his real goal was to escape.
Her Short Sword transformed into a streak of azure light, moving with astonishing speed as it aimed straight for Ma Yuan's neck.
'She saw through me?'
Ma Yuan's expression changed drastically.
