Unable to catch Li Dachen, Zhang Yuanmin spun around and charged toward Li Erchen instead. Li Erchen was injured and his movements were clumsy. He hadn't gotten far before Zhang Yuanmin overtook him.
"Brother Zhang!" Li Erchen yelled as he ran, craning his neck. "We're neighbors!"
"You call yourself a neighbor after pulling a stunt like that?!" Zhang Yuanmin's fury erupted upon hearing this.
Li Erchen would have been better off not mentioning they were neighbors. The reminder only enraged Zhang Yuanmin further. He lunged forward, kicked Li Erchen down, and swung the axe at his head.
The axe came chopping straight down. Sprawled on the snow, Li Erchen glanced back and his soul nearly flew from his body in terror.
At the precipice of life and death, a long staff shot in from the side. The axe blade bit into the wood, snapping the staff but deflecting the blow.
Startled, Zhang Yuanmin glanced to the side and saw Zhao Jun.
