Within the Yellow Sand Market was utter chaos.
Chi Li and others from the Divine Hall flew out, racing towards the direction from which Yue Hongling's voice had come.
A heavenly horse, far superior to any inferior mount she had ridden before, was kicking up dust under the rising sun, quickly becoming a tiny speck in the distance. Yue Hongling's mocking laughter carried on the wind, "Chi Li, I thought you had the heart of a martial artist. We agreed to a duel, and yet so many have charged out. Do you still consider yourself a martial artist?"
Chi Li's expression was grim. As if he hadn't heard, he waved his hand and commanded, "Chase!"
He did have the heart of a martial artist, and under different circumstances, he would have gladly engaged in a satisfying duel to the end with Yue Hongling.
