He finally couldn't hold on any longer, his eyelids closed heavily, his head tilted, and he completely passed out.
The last thing that lingered in his mind was Hong Ya's fox-like eyes flashing with "wisdom" and "murderous intent."
......
Meanwhile, the chase in the bungalow area had reached its climax.
"Whoosh — Whoosh —"
Two figures dashed through the air at an astonishing speed, breaking the stagnant air and producing urgent whistles.
White Mask carried the man from the Mechanical Department under his arm, an oddly awkward posture due to his burden, yet his speed was shockingly fast, like a ghostly white shadow flying low to the ground.
The man clutched under his arm looked ashen-faced, only letting out a sound or two of choking whimpers occasionally when fiercely swung by the rapid changes in direction.
Extreme fear had drained all his strength, leaving only cold despair that spread through his spine to his whole body.
Chasing closely behind was Chen Ya.
