If it weren't for Tian Zheng holding me back, perhaps I would already be dead!
"No, I still have things to do. How could I possibly die here!"
The more he thought about it.
Ding Feichen felt more and more unwilling. He hadn't completely taken control of the Ding family or slapped those who once looked down on him in the face. How could he just die here?
With these thoughts, Ding Feichen quickened his pace.
But after running all night, his inner strength was nearly exhausted. No matter how fast he ran, he couldn't go much faster.
"Don't... don't run!"
Not far behind.
Tian Zheng was panting heavily while running.
His skills were originally low, and running all night was merely a testament to his stubborn character. Otherwise, he would have given up long ago.
"Young master!"
The attendant was a bit helpless.
If he didn't have to drag Tian Zheng along, he would have caught Ding Feichen long ago with his late-stage Innate skill.
But surprisingly.
