As Ye Qiu began to gradually recover from his injuries, three days had passed in the outside world.
Northeast of Huaxia, in certain mountains.
Boom!
Cat punched out furiously, sending a tall figure in black flying backward, crashing into several trees before falling heavily to the ground.
Puff!
The man in black was seriously injured, continuously spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, his face as pale as paper, looking listless, lying on the ground, his body constantly twitching.
Cat's face was grim, and with a swift move, he appeared next to the man in black, stomping ruthlessly on the man's head, causing him to emit a heart-wrenching howl of pain.
"Are you going to talk or not?" Cat asked coldly!
This man in black was a member of the Blood Cross, and the only clue Cat had found so far.
"I will never betray the Blood Cross!" the man in black gritted his teeth fiercely, unwavering.
"Then let's see how long you can hold out!"
