He could only scramble up from the dirt wall in a sorry state, his eyes glaring at Zheng Jun's retreating back, unable to calm down for a long time.
His mind, at this moment, held only anger.
Beneath the anger, there was also a trace of fear and bewilderment.
He thought, "This little thief's methods are a bit too fierce! If it comes down to a life-and-death struggle, I am definitely no match for him and will end up beaten miserably. Fleeing wouldn't be an issue, but... how did he know to attack my right side and chop with full force at the top of my head?"
He felt that something was off, but this thought quickly flashed by and was thrown to the back of his mind.
Han Hu's eyes darkened with gloom.
Han Hu thought indignantly, "This kid just has incredibly good luck. If I hadn't been distracted this time, how could he have chopped my Life Gate with a single slash, leaving me in such a state?! Tomorrow. I will fight him again tomorrow, and I swear I will break him!"
