He turned and ran, his movements as smooth as flowing water.
Just by the look of his escape, you could tell he had fled for his life countless times.
Bao Zhun even abandoned his fortune-telling gear, weaving through the alleys of Zhuangjia Kou. After running for a full hour and seeing that the jinx behind him hadn't caught up, he finally squatted on a bluestone step, gasping for breath.
"Damn it, how is that jinx not dead?"
"Haven't seen you in a year, and your escape skills seem to have gotten a lot rustier. I've been waiting for a long time," Ye Xiong said, swinging his legs as he sat on the railing above him.
This guy just won't leave me alone!
Bao Zhun, too out of breath to argue, scrambled to his feet and started running again. This time, he had learned his lesson. He didn't duck into the alleyways but ran onto the main street, hailed a taxi, and jumped in.
"Drive, fast."