"Sam, today I swear, even if I have to chase you to the ends of the earth, I'll send you straight to Huangquan, unless you turn yourself in to King Yan voluntarily!" Ling Fan threatened while chasing behind.
Upon hearing this, Sam nearly had a mental breakdown; he didn't doubt Ling Beiming's resolve and perseverance at all. The previous relentless pursuit of the Barry Alliance Leader was evidence enough.
The hatred between the two was now irreconcilable; whoever emerged victorious would go to great lengths to ensure the other's demise.
In the midst of his frantic escape, Sam's eyes suddenly lit up and he bellowed, "Brook, aren't you going to help out? Damn it, if you don't make a move soon, I'm going to be done for!"
Official Ling, who was pursuing from behind, was baffled when he heard this.
"Holy Princess, are there other squads or ambushes nearby?" he couldn't help but ask.
Within the range of his Divine Sense, he hadn't detected any anomalies.