Wang Fugui watched as his guards fell to the ground, howling in agony.
Even his strongest guard, the Guard Captain with a cultivation at the Second Rank Initial Stage, had met the same fate. Wang Fugui's face turned deathly pale. He stared in terror at the fearsome enemy who was now walking toward him with a smile.
"You, you stay away..."
"Young Master, run!" The fallen Guard Captain shouted at Wang Fugui, gritting his teeth against the intense pain wracking his body.
"Right... run. I have to get out of here." The realization finally dawned on Wang Fugui. He turned and ran toward his mount.
But just as he reached his mount, with one foot in the stirrup and about to swing himself onto the horse's back, a playful laugh echoed in his ear.
"Don't go! What's the rush? Let's keep playing..."
The moment the words fell, Wang Fugui felt an immense force yank him backward, and his whole body went flying.
THUD.
