The person who had toppled inside was an elder who was wounded and bleeding all over. The moment he fell in, he picked himself up again to cling onto Dong Tianleng's leg, crying out, "Young master, save me!"
Dong Tianleng growled, "Don't touch me… I've just changed my clothes…"
"Where are you going!" A handful of silhouettes shot over from a distance. The elder cried out before he picked himself up again promptly to escape through the window. He vanished in the blink of an eye, evidence of his excellent skills. The shadows pursued him relentlessly, hopping out through the window, hot on the heels of the elder.
Dong Tianleng stood up, cursing aloud, "F*cking sh*t! I am an otherworldly young master, but the world has to come and lay a stain on me. I just came out for a drink, but I got splattered with blood instead… This is really…"