The sage was determined to die.

Wang Zhixuan lay alone on the ground for a long time.

At first, he was indeed a little dizzy and lay pitifully on the ground, looking utterly miserable.

Caught off guard by a punch, and after trying his best to slow his breathing, Wang Zhixuan realized that no one was really paying attention to him, and he couldn't suppress a feeling of joy.

However, he has now learned to be cautious.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement around me, and the thought of escaping rekindled in my mind.

Wang Zhixuan then slowly opened his eyes, just in case, even pretending that he had just woken up.

The next second, the scene in front of him almost gave him a fright.

The two people, wearing masks, crouched silently beside him, their necks drooping, their breathing so suppressed that it was almost inaudible.

As soon as Wang Zhixuan opened his eyes, he was caught off guard and faced with two terrifyingly large faces.

The man even nodded at him and said, "You're awake. You can really sleep."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhixuan felt a fleeting sense of relief for some reason.

Fortunately, he had a backup plan.

"I..." His already aching head worsened after being punched. "Why did you hit me?"

He was about to question the instigator when he looked up and found that there were only two people in front of him.

The main culprit was nowhere to be found.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhixuan couldn't help but swallow hard, looked at the two of them, and asked, "Why are there only two of you?"

After saying that, he looked around.

Seeing his attitude, Yan Ming couldn't help but say, "That person went out on business. I didn't expect you to miss him so much."

Although he didn't say anything outwardly, Yan Ming couldn't help but think to himself, "Has this guy been beaten senseless? Why is he even thinking of going after the killer?"

Upon hearing this news, Wang Zhixuan felt a mixture of worry and excitement.

What worries me is that the other person is lying; what excites me is that the other person isn't lying.

This means he can really run away now.

Wang Zhixuan was no fool. He had long realized that these three people were centered around Ji Bai, and that these two small fry in front of him probably had no ability to attack him.

"I see."

Many thoughts flashed through Wang Zhixuan's mind, but he showed no sign of it on his face. He simply asked with a slightly pitiful expression, "So, are there only the three of us here now?"

"yes."

Yan Ming nodded, and said quite frankly, "But don't even think about running away."

He reached behind him and pulled out a stone hammer. The hammer looked rough but was incredibly sharp. It was heavy and quite intimidating to hold.

Yan Ming said, "Our boss said if you dare to run, I'll smash you half to death with this hammer."

"He said you could probably guess we have literary talent, but unless he really wants to slap you to death, he wouldn't dare show it in front of you," Gongsun Yang continued. "He said he'd fight physics with physics."

After saying this, Gongsun Yang took out a stone shovel from behind him. The shovel had a huge, smooth surface, but its edges were sharpened to a very fine point.

Wang Zhixuan watched in silence, but many uses for this thing flashed through his mind.

As if reading his micro-expressions, Yan Ming said, "That's right, just like you think, used for packaging and disassembly."

Wang Zhixuan: "..."