Just as his words fell, the old ghost didn't hesitate, using all his strength to throw the backpack beside him towards Liu Hun.
When Liu Hun caught the backpack, he froze slightly, then his brows locked tightly, scanning Fatty and the others. Even though Fatty and the rest didn't want to die here, they knew Liu Hun had no choice.
If Liu Hun escaped, he might have a sliver of hope, but for them, death was only a matter of time. Even if they survived now, they wouldn't last long in such a strange place with severe injuries.
"Since we came together, we'll naturally leave together! Besides, I, Liu Hun, would never leave my companions behind to flee, and you mustn't forget, I came here to save people, not to have you sacrifice yourselves!" Liu Hun took a deep breath, feeling moved, but still responded firmly to the old ghost.
As his words fell, Liu Hun tossed the backpack beside the old ghost, stepped lightly on the ground, and charged towards the approaching Kunpeng.
