"You won't get away today; none of you will!"
The general's sinister laugh echoed, his harbinger eyes hidden beneath the mask stared intently at Bai Xiaofan and his companions, yet his hands did not slow down in the slightest.
"Rest assured, I've never thought of running away!"
A crimson blood-lust surfaced once again in Bai Xiaofan's eyes, his lips curling into a wild smile.
As his words fell, Bai Xiaofan leaped up and sat on the roof of the carriage.
"Oh? Do you still have a trump card up your sleeve? This is quite surprising to me!"
Seeing Bai Xiaofan's action, the general, who originally wanted to quickly dispose of Xiao Mei and the other, was no longer in a rush.
Even his attacks became more measured, his eyes fixated on Bai Xiaofan with evident intrigue.
The stronger the Chosen One, the greater the potential strength he could obtain after seizing the fortune of destiny!
Ignoring the general's mockery, Bai Xiaofan's hands moved rapidly in front of him, forming seals.
