Ning Dai, who was bandaging Mo Heng's wound, felt her heart skip a beat. She could not tell whether she was excited or scared. This was the first time she had truly realized that Mo Chen was once a true Soldier King.
As long as he could figure out the other party's path in a short period of time, the other party would only end up dead.
Mo Chen turned his head to look at the two of them. His fierce gaze returned to calmness, carrying a trace of worry. "Are you alright?"
The two of them nodded their heads. Only then did Mo Chen's men catch up to them. Mo Chen was prepared to hand Six Fingers over to his subordinates as though he was dragging a dead dog. However, Six Fingers suddenly seemed to have gone mad. He did not care about the pain in his heart. He suddenly struggled and his body suddenly charged towards the dagger on the ground.
