C106 Blood Stains the Yellow Hair

After landing a successful strike, Xiaowu and Yellow Ox swiftly retreated. The trio took up defensive positions at the mouth of the cave, warily eyeing Duan Haoran through the swirling dust. It was clear to them that they were unlikely to inflict any real damage on Duan Haoran; at best, they could only hope to stall him for a short while.

"Xiaowu, how's Siyu doing?" Qin Biao whispered