"You need to run!"
Qian Chengxue gritted her teeth and shouted.
Su Mo certainly knew that every second he lingered, the risk of being caught increased. But he didn't hesitate and rushed straight towards Qian Chengxue.
Seeing Su Mo not heeding her advice and instead coming to rescue her, Qian Chengxue struggled even harder.
At this moment, Su Mo charged forward, wielding Ink Frost fiercely, and with two or three swings, he brought down the townspeople who had grabbed Qian Chengxue.
Qian Chengxue forcefully broke free of her restraints.
Then, the two of them bolted.
This area was dense with buildings, so the alleyways were interconnected, offering many possible escape routes.
But no matter how they tried to flee, their enemies always seemed to trap them with precision.
"How do they seem to know where we'll run before we do?"
Qian Chengxue also realized something was amiss.