"Sunxiao, we have to go after him! He's delirious—he could easily get into trouble."
Sunxiao's serpentine eyes darkened. Carrying Qiao Xixi, he gave chase in the direction Sangze had fled.
The moment they left, a figure emerged from the dim mountain forest. Gazing after them, a smug, cold sneer touched the corner of their lips.
Sangze was incredibly fast, running farther and farther away from the tribe.
'Where on earth is he trying to go?'
Qiao Xixi watched Sangze's position on her map. She had a feeling he wasn't just running aimlessly. But outside the tribe, there was nothing but mountain forests. If they kept this up, even Sunxiao would eventually become exhausted.
"Sunxiao, can we get ahead of him and cut him off? Put me down. I'll ride the wind and catch up."
Sunxiao stopped at her words.
"Try not to land."
"Mm."
Qiao Xixi formed a hand seal, and a powerful gust of wind lifted her into the air, swiftly propelling her toward Sangze's location.
