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"Would you like to tell me who and where he is?" Long Feiwu pretended to be calm, albeit thrilled.

"Of course, I would love to, as long as my life is kept. Ha…ha…" Youlie's despicable laugh disgraced the guards of Clan Chu.

Youying glared at Youlie, his eyeballs nearly falling out, and bellowed, "Youlie, what are you doing? Are you crazy? Shut up!"

Youlie flicked a disdainful look at Youying, answering gruffly, "You and Youwu are fools! Why we sacrifice our valuable lives to Clan Chu? Does it know our situation? Hum, you guys are willing to sacrifice, but I won't!"

Youying gnashed teeth, "You bastard! I'll bite you to death, if you dare to speak out!"

Youlie curled his lips with contempt, "Youying, I persuade you to be clearheaded. We've been loyal to Clan Chu for so many years. We don't owe it anything."

"Shut up! SHUT UP! Don't speak out, if you still regard yourself as a member of Jinxia!"

Youlie waved head and looked at Long Feiwu, "Your lordship, our leader is the second young lady of Clan Chu, Miss Chuchu."

"The second young lady of Clan Chu? Apart from Chu Shanqi, there's one more lady." Long Feiwu's eyes sparkled.

Youlie replied, "Exactly! Chu Shanqi is the daughter of the first master and Chuchu, the daughter of the second master. Chuchu keeps low-key and rarely shows up in public because of her ugliness. She is outperformed by Chu Shanqi, and not known to others. But Chuchu is intelligent and capable."

Long Feiwu raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep tone, "Where does she hide?"

"She is…"

As Youlie nearly spoke out, Youying roared, threw himself upon Youlie madly, and bit Youlie's nose, which was nearly torn off.

Blackness falling before Youlie' s eyes, Youlie fainted in the searing pain.

Snorting, Long Feiwu uplifted his palm and struck Youying away, as if tornado sweeping him away. Youying landed without breath. 

"Go to check whether there is any bomb on him." Long Feiwu answered coldly.

One martial artist walked towards Youlie's corpse, ripped his clothes, but only found bare chest.

Long Feiwu was annoyed for Youlie's cheat. Youwu should dodge himself already over this period, even though he could not flee far.

"Captain, what should we do about him?" A martial artist pointed at Youlie fainting on the ground.

Long Feiwu shook hands, "Bring him back! Cure him! This man is important to us."

Not long after, Youwu's faint call for help arose in the groves at road side. He was too feeble to run away, and buried himself with a pile of withered leaves, in hope of escape from Long Feiwu's search.

Youwu witnessed Youlie's betrayal and Youying's sacrifice but could do nothing.

The wound in mind hurt him more badly than the injuries of his body. The belief that he must survive sustained him. He lived not for himself but for Youying and Chuchu. He would insist no matter how hard it was.

Youwu tried his best to creep towards the road while shouting. He had to muster all his strength and endured the tearing pain while moving each inch. Resolve burst in the strong-willed man at this moment.

Perhaps his persistence moved the God. A figure swayed like a drunk in the darkness with half a bottle of wine.

He sat up and supported his feeble body when seeing the man, shouting, "Help! Help!"

The call stunned the drunk, who looked at and paced towards him at a fast rate. Ecstatic, Youwu was to wave his hand to the drunkard, but lost senses when dizziness shrouded him and blackness fell before eyes.


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