Xiang Ning loudly cracked his neck. “You guys help him out.” He tossed them a bottle of healing potion. He was only generous towards people he deemed worthy. Why was he willing to give Li Zihao a bottle worth hundreds of thousands of Fury Points? Naturally, it was because he didn’t want Li Zihao to be incapacitated and unable to carry on. Xiang Ning didn’t want to turn around when they were halfway to their destination. 

“Uh… you be careful out there.” Li Zihao was shocked to see Xiang Ning holding a 1.7-meter-long weapon. He hadn’t seen Xiang Ning carry a weapon like this just now; he was holding a short blade. What shocked him even more was that the fresh blood on Xiang Ning’s weapon slowly...