How Can I Not Save My Son?

There were so many beggars behind them. If they were knocked down, they would definitely be gnawed into skeletons in an instant.

The voice of the young girl was weak, "Young Master, you should just leave me behind. I don't want to drag you down."

After all, she was a dying person.

Chu Yang quickened his pace, but at the same time, he was panting heavily.

"Don't talk nonsense like that!"

But as soon as he shouted, a beggar pounced from the side and instantly knocked both of them to the ground.

Although Chu Yang fell to the ground, his reaction was quick. He immediately drew the dagger from his waist and fiercely slashed at the beggar's neck.

Fortunately, due to his diligent daily training, he was able to use a dagger to sever the head from the body.

But even if he dealt with the trouble in front of him, there were still dozens of beggars and poor people behind them!

Chu Yang's heart sank.

With just one person and one dagger, this was clearly a dead end.