The mysterious figure was very tall, cloaked in black robes, making it impossible to discern his physique. However, judging from his speed of escape alone, he was definitely not lacking in physical training.
Tan Rou and Zhuang Liu did not have any mode of transportation and could only rely on their legs to run. They had thought their speed was fast enough, but upon encountering this person, they realized they were not fast enough after all.
The streetlights were only so bright, and the black-garbed man's attire blended with the dark, making it difficult to keep a close watch on his shadow.
Tan Rou succinctly said, "You take the left, I'll go right."
Zhuang Liu immediately grasped Tan Rou's intent, swiftly moving to the left and then picking up speed. He pushed himself to the limit; if he couldn't catch up to the figure in black now, then there was nothing he could do.
