Changsun Yong was nervously looking back multiple times a minute.
They were already some distance from the Iron Claw City, flying through the heavy rain in the direction of the Silver Wing City, but he couldn't calm down no matter how much he repeated to himself that everything was fine.
Zhao Biren was no longer with them, and the masked man was likely exhausted after so many fights back to back. The only hope was that the twin beauties were somehow as strong as the masked man, but he didn't believe things would be so convenient. Thus, even though he was under the protection of strong people, he still felt jittery.
And then, as he turned once more, his eyes caught a tiny dot very far away. It was hard to see through the rain even with the keen eyesight of a cultivator, but he was sure it was a man.
