"Not killing Tong Qian leaves a hidden danger for the future. We've already taken out two of Yang Jian's people, so it's a life-or-death situation now. Leaving one alive is akin to leaving an enemy."
In the old, foul-smelling taxi, Xu Feng's withered face twitched slightly as he stared intently at Liao Fan, hoping to get an answer from him.
Liao Fan's eyes were filled with ferocity: "Kill Tong Qian? How? We barely managed to hit him just now. I know there's a good chance he isn't dead, but if we keep going after him, he will continue to attack us. Didn't you see how many people have died around us? If the vengeful ghosts resurrect, it will be a huge problem."
"The right move is to retreat first. Even if Tong Qian didn't die from my hit, he'll probably have to lie here for a long time. Without access to the Ghost Domain, he can't make it back to Dachang City. We have enough time to deal with Yang Jian."
