"No way?"
Thirteen Orphans' expression turned anxious, even his steps appeared a bit disordered.
"I believe Daoist Master is still alive. If it's Daoist Master, he will definitely come back."
Dao Long replied with a resolute expression, accelerating his pace.
Thirteen Orphans continued to run alongside for two more steps, gradually falling behind Dao Long. As Dao Long's figure disappeared at the end of the street, he immediately stopped.
Standing on the bustling street, Thirteen Orphans furrowed his brow slightly, seemingly contemplating something.
A moment later, a luxury car arrived and stopped beside him.
The car door opened, and a man with bronze skin poked his head out from the back seat, asking in a muffled voice, "Youngest Brother? What's the matter?"
Thirteen Orphans didn't respond right away; he sat in the car, closed the door, and after pondering for a while, said thoughtfully, "Only those two escaped back."
