Just as those three people fell, a red shadow charged directly toward them. As the old man had said, the comer was indeed Huangfu Ziyu!
This sudden turn of events left everyone at the scene somewhat astonished, completely unaware of what had happened. The three uncles of Shen Qingyi were now covered in blood and could barely hold on any longer, managing to fight only with desperate efforts.
Now, the sudden appearance of Huangfu Ziyu and the abrupt change in the situation on the scene had given the three men a breather. However, all three of them dared not be careless and hurriedly stood by the car of Shen Qingyi. Even if it meant death, they would protect Shen Qingyi.
Meanwhile, the leader from the Western Province was still clutching his knees, rolling on the ground and screaming in agony, his voice very piercing, as if he were in great pain. The other two who had fallen were not much better; they couldn't even crawl up, for their leg bones had been broken by the dry branches.
