"There's no way to treat your foot anymore, it would be futile to look." Yu Xiuzhun followed his gaze downward, his eyes flashing slightly as he spoke coldly.
That desperate escape was a chance encounter for him, where he unexpectedly stumbled upon a massacre.
Yu Xiuzhun's people arrived at the bottom of the cliff just a bit earlier than Dan Hanjie.
They saw Dan Hanxi, completely surrounded by wild beasts.
At that time, Dan Hanxi's lower back had all its bones shattered, dragging two blood-soaked legs, crawling amidst the encirclement of the beasts.
Such a scene, even someone like Yu Xiuzhun couldn't help but feel it was cruel.
"So what if it's healed? Start over? I gave up on that long ago. I just need to see them suffer more than me, and I'd die without regrets!" Dan Hanxi's eyes darkened, so sinister that it was frightening.
Lying in bed for several months felt like enduring decades.
