Lu's father and Duan Yue headed back with the little girl.
As they walked down a street that wasn't too crowded.
Suddenly!
"Run!" Duan Yue shouted, without looking back, pushed Lu's father aside.
Was there really someone there!
Was the little girl's feeling right?!
Was there really someone?!
He stiffly turned his head, feeling the overwhelming presence, his mouth filled with bitterness!
Grandmaster?!
A Grandmaster?!
"Duan Yue?!" Lu's father stumbled a few steps while holding the little girl, turned and shouted.
"Don't worry about me, run! Find Zhang Meng, find Young Master Bu!" Duan Yue shouted bitterly.
"Alright! Hang in there!" Lu's father gritted his teeth, decisively grabbed the little girl and ran.
Those dramas about standing together are nonsense here!
An old and a young together would only become burdens?!
"Young Master Bu? Lu Xiaobu?!"
Mo Wentian originally planned to kill Duan Yue directly, but upon hearing his words, frowned.
Lu Xiaobu?!
