"Lu Daoist, you're already heavily injured. If you continue the chase, you won't gain much. Why not let this end here?"
"As long as you spare me, I am still willing to swear an oath upon my Dao Heart..."
Patriarch Sima had abandoned his dignity, pleading for mercy, hoping that Lu Ping'an would cease his pursuit.
Lu Ping'an paid no heed to these words.
If it weren't for his aunt's instructions to create some commotion, he could have long subdued Patriarch Sima using talismans and the Silver-winged Golden Falcon.
There was no need for such a prolonged chase.
"This should be enough."
At this moment, Lu Ping'an noticed a marketplace just beyond, shrouded in spiritual light, resembling a small town, and pondered deeply.
Delay breeds complications.
If too much time is wasted, allowing reinforcements from the Sima Family or their allies to show up, it would turn into a significant problem.
"Boom!"