C109 Escape always have such character

The white-robed old man who had already been smashed into a pulp had just regained his senses, and immediately rolled to the side like a rolling gourd. His image, to the current him, was nothing more than a fart.

black-clothed old man did not pursue him. Instead, he watched as if he was watching a show, with himself as the center, rolling on the ground with great effort