Just then, a figure ran over from afar.
He was covered in blood, holding a Guan Sword in his hand.
It was Liu Yuan.
Seeing Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong safe and sound, along with the bloody and tragic scene around them, Liu Yuan let out a long sigh of relief.
"You guys are alright, it seems I've arrived late."
"How about you?"
Although Liu Yuan arrived late, the blood all over him showed that he had clearly gone through a tough battle.
Liu Yuan glanced at himself and chuckled, "I'm fine, it's all the blood of those bastards from the Special Service Bureau, damn it, the Special Service Bureau is nearly done for."
"As soon as Long Jiang left, I immediately followed, but those bastards still held me up. Thankfully, you're okay."
"Wait... you're actually unharmed!"
Xiao Zhan frowned, "What, you hoped something would happen to me?"
"No no no, that's not what I mean," Liu Yuan hurriedly waved his hand, but couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.
